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So High

II Tru

A New Breed of Female

1997

to get higher, come ride
I will fly you

[Jhaz]
? puff, 'cause really it ain't ?
Ain't wastin' no herb by lettin' it burn, let me hit that sticky

gon be stopping me
I been seen the light all I see is green
Everything that I do man it stay supreme
Man you see the team living out our dreams
Time

Mystic Stylez

Three 6 Mafia

Mystic Stylez

1995

Bustas get so dazed and amazed, there's Lil' Fly's chance
Memories of smoked out, loc'd out, puffed out as them demons dance
Playas lookin' wild, stole

your arms, chewed up by animals

(Verse 8: PMD)
On your mark, get set, ready to go
Green light, checkered flag, time to get that dough
And ayo, in

isn't it time to
Spin the tops like Prince with Bach
Or 'Trane with Pac
Could Miles with Nas be Illmatic
Stravinsky with Al Green is not static

how a woman out they league did it justice
Fantastic for a while, marvel as i crush it
By the time i’m done, i'm top 5 no discussing, fuck it
Lookin'

ever green
It’s the better version of a better me
And the melody is so heavenly yeah
I took some L’s but I came back
I lost some weight, couldn’t stay

green
Fill my mind 
A technicolor awakening
Time goes by
You’ll fade away like the melodies
That I don’t write
Forget the sadness 
I’m finally free

But I

lookin' silly off a xans
Poppin' pillies like you tryna act like a hangman
DIY, no stupid D-E-D man

Now you got me feelin' things that I never felt before

when I take that toke
With my guys then you better ride home
Tryna slip by when I see five-O
Off shore living cairo
No small bits so you gotta buy loads

You heard it
They saying
I merc'd it
Bars colder than ice
Getting this cheddar like mice
Aim so sharp got clarity
Melodies so sweet I got a cavity
Turn

we'd get so high
Above those pin oaks in the sky
We just learned to fly

And nothing ever came between
But for those sweet melodies
Floating through

it by
Tearing butterflies in half
And some men do it in Palm Springs
Laying it into butter-blondes
With Cadillac souls
Cadillacs and butterflies

There is a rock in a far-off land
That will not be touched by unwashed hands
It's good enough for me to fly and wander
But I can't sleep during

a weapon squeeze
Over melodies, dressing like I'm selling keys

Green sweater, yellow sleeves, hella steez
Don't even tell them, tell them step with ease
I

makin' some melodies!
Big fella, fourty-seventh street
Seven rings, minola accessories
Hella bling, iv'ry diamonds on ebony epidermis
With a capital letter

faded
Staring out the window at the world that's passing by
Just one more cup of coffee and it's time to step outside, it's al right
Just as long as I can

okay

My girl from Ealing Common she ran off with High Street Ken
But now she's seen that Kens-al Green she's back with me again
I knew I'd Picc-a-dilly

I'm a psycho
I'm a terrorist, spreading nitrous oxide through the air
Through the freqency and bass
Breathe it in, play the album
Let the songs touch

clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with

a profit now
I need beats because we're about to put an album out
That conversation wasn't friendly
Thought he had some beats that he could lend me
But he

everyday from Monday to Sunday
God help us is like the Holy Grail
I'd be spitting reaping like is Halloween
Nothing sweet about it but I'm keeping it green

Lush green parks and the big brown oaks
I used to think this dream was a joke
Cus my hope got burned when I got too close to the goal
Maybe I'm an old

The L.A.B album drops
I won't promote by doing in stores
I'm out at night on the highway painting over your billboards
So what I'm a glory hound cause I tore