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and Japanese
Elephant and celery
He don't look up high
He's just a little fellow
Feared down to his knees
With his tiny dragon tail
You know right away
He's

high 
Idle in the aisles cause I spend all of my time in Trader joe’s 

Gotta go to Trader Joe’s the old bank on Atlantic Ave 
Get my shopping done for

have you like a fag dancing all night
(Faggot)
But I'm a chill dude, on the real
I get so high; I could dunk on Shaquille
Ho kneel when I pass by, or get

you to a higher place

Place, Place
I'm kind of high by heart's time and pace
Pace, Pace
Let that smoke take you to a higher place


[Verse 1]

As a kid

Joe
Man, 7.62, turn him G.I. Jane

It's that Rick Owen boot, they be knee-high, man
Now when I look down you know I can't see my ankle
Man, she

I've been lifted, I've been shifted
Keep my spirits high
I've been on the road
But your lovin' gets me by
Even when I'm low
Baby you can get me high

wanna give me brain
I be rolling super big blunts out the shake, it's high grade
They going broke trying to match, I had to live up to my name
I be

up basting yelling bonsai!

Western, put the guns in the air
Let loose, don't give a fuck if you care
Like a western, face off at high noon
Walk ten

Onslaught 2

Slaughterhouse

SlaughterHouse

2009

and come BACK, won't nobody know it
Drive by, screamin' it's a new crew reppin'
Hangin out the window, like it's "227"
Get 'em up high!

Get 'em up

Hoping I could- impress big pun 
When I lift up to heaven or hell son 
Wherever I fell from, pick up the pace 
I Spit it like them stakes is high 
The way

fly
Up, up, here we go, go
Up, up, here we go, go
Let's fly
Up, up, here we go, go
I'm the greatest not your average Joe
Me and my gang, yeah, we back

shit up
And let this shit ride
Loud asf if you high right now
It dont matter if you high off of life
Or you just blew a blunt of that gas
Or you threw

And probably swell up your nose
Lotta bitches love when I spit so
Let me dazzle you hoes
Let me prazzle your head
Do and skidattle wit Joe
And get a stack

trying to give you my love, you just run away
Run away, run away, run away, run away, run away,
But I'm moving to slow need pick up the pace
Pace, pace

lend outside your means
Started living in the lines, stack high and climb beams
If I knew it all sooner, would've set aside the lean
Of the judgement,

a cosign forged
By a stool pigeon shitting on ledges
Taking names to obituaries
Remember like all those Hail Marys
Life goes on yet high school unvaried
Mike

sit by the radio, hands on the dial tune
As you hear it, pump up the volume
Jump when you hear them speakers let it off (off, woo)
Mr. VA 'bout

in security has hoisted my chains
It's high time to man up, y'all gon remember my name

If all that's left is the time at the end of the day
It's

at my mama wonder if she see me now
Dusting off my shoulders getting lifted off the ground

I'm out here making money getting money now raise up
Couldn't

Collateral damaging
Brainwaves hit delays
Cant think of shit to say
I will lead the pace
Hows the ether taste
Y'all are soon to fade
Don't hold up know i will

it by any means 
I gotta get it by any means
Don't blow my high when I'm on a tree
Up every night so I'm losing sleep

Sweetest sixteens like it's MTV

do (niggas who gettin the shit on they know)
(Real self made nigga) I heard that you like the bad girls, Honey is that true?

Pick up the pace, turn

And the girl of my dreams
And it's heavenly
Yea, it's heavenly
Pure ecstasy
Looks like things are picking up pace
It's written in the stars
I call it imminent

your trash
Before it end up in the ocean
You should see what's in these whales
When they have to cut em open
I am so open
Smoking to Joe Rogan
And I