B.O.B. - Psycadelik Thoughtz lyrics

[Hook] Psychedelic thoughts, psychedelic calls From these psychedelic trees and I think it's rubbing off on me I think it's rubbing off on me, I think it's rubbing off Faded memories, every face I can't recall Who the f** are you, we was never cool, you ain't my dog homie You ain't my dog, don't reach Yeah, yeah, you ain't my dog Psychedelic thoughts, psychedelic calls From these psychedelic trees and I think it's rubbing off on me I think it's rubbing off on me, I think it's rubbing off Faded memories, every face I can't recall Who the f** are you, we was never cool, you ain't my dog homie You ain't my dog, don't reach Yeah, yeah, you ain't my dog [Verse 1] I'm searching for an outlet tryna charge my phone Looking through my contacts ain't no one to call Questions that need answers, looking for escape I'm just looking for that high, can ya help me elevate? Can ya, can ya help me elevate? Can ya help me elevate? Can ya help me elevate? Can ya help me elevate? Imagine modern day civilization as we know it just collapsing Television screens and news reports just serve as a distraction Propaganda got our minds so flooded that we just paddlin' Damn it, drowing for air, we keep gaspin' for breath I take a step, you take a step, I take a step Living out our dreams till nothing's left, till there ain't none left Bury me in honor, we will not forget to fallen soldiers I pay respect, I pay respect, I wear the burden Of the world ever since I travelled on a jet To a far away place in a third-world city where the whole damn country was oppressed Couldn't help but stomach what I saw but still my conscious was upset With all the money in the world I really wanna but I can't express Some thoughts is trapped inside my head so I roll a blunt to ease my stress I traveled through the USA where people constantly obsess Over all this sh** that wouldn't matter if we knew what was ahead Signing off, psychedelic thoughts running through my head [Hook] Psychedelic thoughts, psychedelic calls From these psychedelic trees and I think it's rubbing off on me I think it's rubbing off on me, I think it's rubbing off Faded memories, every face I can't recall Who the f** are you, we was never cool, you ain't my dog homie You ain't my dog, don't reach Yeah, yeah, you ain't my dog Psychedelic thoughts, psychedelic calls From these psychedelic trees and I think it's rubbing off on me I think it's rubbing off on me, I think it's rubbing off Faded memories, every face I can't recall Who the f** are you, we was never cool, you ain't my dog homie You ain't my dog, don't reach Yeah, yeah, you ain't my dog [Outro]