Lyrics:
high for all that
Soon as we step in that spotlight them niggas know who we is
That's them niggas that live
That Jet Life you heard about
They
bring the grip with the passion
To be the fuckin' greatest
Load up and take shit
Make it to some high dollar gangsta shit
Jack a stack 'til we got
in me
I pull ya hair while we fuckin' in the chair
When ya lovin' me up against the wall
You can have it all just try
Bet my kiss, to get you high
Hahaha, come on
One by one (yeah), two by two
Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up
One by one, two by two
I'ma knock 'em all down, down
Lord have
there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passin' by in a stroller remindin'
Most don't have a clue, if it goes down what to do?
Don't you know this government ain't built for me and you
I have a dream, no, I have a wish
If we
know what I'm sayin?
The God ca-diver, in the streets of Iris.
We talk about sex, money and drugs.
(Ruled by power.) And why'all cats don't know
What
Aw hell nah nigga
We ain't doin' no freestyles
Don't even know how to do that shit
Yeah whatevah
Check it out man, check this one out
I been
they knew the game was up
The shit's about to hit the fan, you know that we were fucked - what?
Have you, heard, of, this feature called high speed
high, high, high, high
Swilling little licks and mixes 'til mornin'
I'm yearnin', ooh, yeah
Could I maybe have another dab of your potion?
Stop
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Nigga
Make all goals lateral
But that takes paper that we don't have so
Niggas put their souls up as collateral
Now, some niggas reclaim 'em, some blame
to spend this day
The webs we weave are so damn tangled
I guess my baby didn't really like my angle
I lie in a puddle of blood neck mangled
end my life by
smile... I don’t wanna talk about that
Cause I don’t wanna see somebody else facing it
And her face is beautiful! Angels made it
Damn soon we gonna scream we
body,
Beats all I've ever heard
Undercover angels hover,
As we cuddle up in bed,
Undercover words are uttered,
Even poets never said,
Undercover I would
dreams
Killed by things bigger than me
I've died a million times
But never literally and so I don't know what
Resides on the other side after we die
can't have relations, we cant be together
I don't fuck with rats but
Im chasing this cheddar
Im running up hunnids
Got racks on my schedule
Was down on my
the fuck out the way before The Horsemen stalk
We headless motherfuckers and we lacerate
Don't you know the shit could get real when your ass get smoked?
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
The call has gone out, responses have come
And we bless God for our brother who's given God his life
Is there anything you'd like to say, my
a price worth paying
Is it?
My angels, my angels are tired
I get sleepy
Hell is nearly frosted and I'm feeling exhausted
Used to have direction, but now
some memories hold a lot of pain
When I die just carry on
No dont cry just carry on
Member nights we only had each other and we aint have no shit but we
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
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