Lyrics:
Uh, dear Mr. President
Whats happenin'?
I'm writin' you because, shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right
Uh dear Mr. President what's happenin'? I'm writin' you because
Shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right
Hey, Mr. Man, admit you love my Song
My power as a Wordsmith is strong
Hey, Mr. Man, why so high and mighty
You act like you personally know the Almighty
at the moon.
Hey, Mr Fiddle Man, play us all a little jam.
Yeah, that's the wing on rose sample,
Give us a hint that they're ridin' on the back of a mule
'round (yeah, yeah)
Mr. Nigga, Nigga-Nigga
He got the speakers in the trunk with the bass on crunk
Who be riding up in the high rise elevator? (Yeah,
to hear the profound brown vomiter
Absorb the sonic energy manifestin' through your monitor
The livin proof, I make the truth sound clear
Mr. Man, in
food, four hundred hundred mule-loads high
Flattus Maximus, this he did supply
And now the mighty brothers of GWAR did band
They will to journey
You are close by, You settle me down, You are so nigh
Praise Him with our sounds
He's the Most High
You say you will instruct me
And teach me the way I
Threw my baby's mother in the hatchback and latched it
Any disease out there I'm willing to catch it
Slim Shady
All praises to The High & Mighty
was described
For many hours he barked at the tribe
But then, timely, the catering arrived
Booze, drugs, food, 400 mule loads high
Flattus Maximus this
And you gotta play by Kinja rules / Pullman Stop! / Paperman How about my water? / Pullman Hold you hosses I come to dat Look at da chambermaid, she mighty
stomach for a while
Kicked her in the ass while she gave birth to a crystal
Chorus: Mr. Eon, Cage
I peddle smut like paper routes with
know what it is
2020 if it doesn't teach us anything it teaches that
No corona tho
Trust in GOD
Give me a dope beat lemme put a verse on
Mr. Best turned
Well let's burn until the sun burns your eye
& keep burnin' 'til it sets on the Westside
Just ride & stay high all night
Let's just ride & stay high
[Mr. Eon]
This is a remix...this is a remix
"A-a-a-at-at night the open mic be invitin' me to rhyme"
High & Mighty, Wordsworth, Alkemist, Mr
and everybody saw
It was the same man they'd been singing about
You're early
I missed you
Mr. Hades is a mighty king
Must be making some mighty big deals
Well let's burn until the sun burns your eye
& keep burnin' 'til it sets on the Westside
Just ride & stay high all night
Let's just ride & stay high
And their game was basketball
The center, a massive collection of bones
Was known by the nickname of Skyscraper Jones
The forwards were both
Brilliant ball
Hey, Mr. President, you got da brass ring
So used to getting what you desire
Feelin' high and mighty.. ain't it good to be king?
No way that you
One day I wanna make big profits, but right now I’m getting paid by the hour.
But an old black man, in an old mini van, had a saying that knowledge
One day I wanna make big profits, but right now I’m getting paid by the hour.
But an old black man, in an old mini van, had a saying that knowledge
mend to-high-be-high hoodies
So show your face-a when you waste, I know who's smokin'
The bigger that you try to put out yours just makes me Mr. Nobody
Abel
Acting high and mighty
Girls be wild and rowdy
Trying hard to show me
Nobody wants Ivy
Reckless and insecure
Baby I'm not so sure
Walk me right
I'm just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for
Verse 1: Master P
Pop the lock on the benz with the keys
To high to see his
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