me I just feel like a change Beneath the sun in the summer, A sea of flowers won't bloom without the rain But oh, this desert life, this high life Here
scene listenin? You can feel that you won't sing anythin? You know you need to take it, to take this seriously ?Cause seriously this high life scenery
You got everybody talking. You got everybody going. You got everybody acting crazy. I'm not gonna say you don't. You got everybody listening. You got
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on me I just feel like a change Beneath the sun in the summer, A sea of flowers won't bloom without the rain But oh, this desert life, this high life
me what you've got They say, why you rapping for the kids for? I said my clothes come fitted, the Lids store This summer you can catch me on a big tour I'm high
young youth rocking the gold tooth Pull up in a drop top old school bumping the cash rules No question we the reason why the summers blazin You looking
path to Heaven is full of sinners and believers Learned that happiness on earth ain't just for high achievers I've learned, I've come to know There's life
of my enemies, have babies by one of my enemies. (I'm still high...) Hung jury 'cause the police, they can never hold me. (I'm still high!) Eventually
by one of my enemies, have babies by one of my enemies (I'm still high) Phone jury, call the police, they can never hold me. (I'm still high) Eventually
beat the trail over Rucker All guns loaded in them back mother******* We fly high, no lie, you know this Foreign rides, outside, it's like show biz We fly high
me down No, it's not a mystery, it's everything He had paper since we was in, we was in high school Pop was a doc, mom taught at my school Lock with the rocks
high (HIIIIIGH!) Get ya stoned and get ya wide wide (Yeah yeah) Get ya stoned and get ya high (Fightin over dick) Get ya stoned and get ya high ha Get
I'm heard round town And chances of y'all leavin'? 'Round now Wait later, will make front page paper Date raper with juvenile eighth graders Hit the high
B, none of y'all can F wit me Rise to the top like I'm brick in the pot I'm like Allen wit the rock, I ain't missing a shot When I'm down in the Dirty
the coppers got booted with Big Poppa Skated through with the Cesar Picadas At high school got head by the lockers Gassed the baddest girl in the class to show me her knockers Rocked
