Ryan Adams
Munchies For Ya Mind
(Verse 1)

Growing up
Shit was never real easy
Momma off dope
Step momma real sleazy
Pops held it down
Did magic no genie
Man sharp, not robin
With a heart like Feeny

I remember
Waking up for school
I’m no genius
But i am no fool
Gotta get high
Fore the day begins
Before i lose my mind
I gotta gain my sense

Lotta pressure
In this crazy life of mine
Try not to stress it
But a way, i always find
Everyday, i’m on a grind
Gotta grow, gotta shine
Gotta get a little better
Know i’m never satisfied
Know i’m clever, yet i’m shy
Know i’m better when i’m fried
No Heather
But my head a lot clearer
When i’m high
To the spirit in the sky
If you hear it
Open wide
Cause
Imma jump inside
Explore, then come back
An share nothing that i find
I’m a funny motherfucker
Thought i told ya, hunnid times

(Hook)

This the coming of the times
People getting smarter
Keep on bumping on the wise
I been serving food for thought
With a dumpling and some fries
We open all day
Get some munchies for ya mind

(Bridge)
Reminiscing at the moment
Childhood wild, disappearing for you know it
Try an catch the sun
That’s the message of a poet
Simpler times

(Verse 2)

But
In reality we blessed tho
We all still breathing
An we still all been stoned
Y’all wouldn’t believe it
An, uh
My pot stronger than the rock
Dwayne may of retired
But my johnson it will not
Smoking mad wax
Yeah man it’s hard to stop
Blowing all day
Always say fuck a clock
Yeah
Mother-fuck a clock

An if ya ass hating
Suck a mother-fucking cock
(yeah)
Suck a mother-fucking cock
An if ya ass impatient
You can mother-fucking watch
This the mother fucking squad
Northwoods, Dulu, Moder
Devy, Ike, an Scott
Living like i’m dying cause
How ya know I'm not
Feeling like i’m flyin'
Till i
Mother fucking drop

(Hook)

This the coming of the times
People getting smarter
Keep on bumping on the wise
I been serving food for thought
With a dumpling and some fries
We open all day
Get some munchies for ya mind

We open all day
Get some munchies for ya mind