Let's boogie
Hip hop, whassup
So me and my crew decided to hit up a party
When we got to the joint it had already started
I had some food with me from Boston Market
Saved for after Mary Jane because I already sparked it
Then we parked the car as I opened the door
Some honeys in the driveway, passed out on the floor
It's a mixed race crowd, everybody segregatin'
We can't dance 'cuz all these people steady hatin'
I'ma groove 'cuz I'm smooth, I'ma do my thing
But I hate being around when niggas wanna bang
Then a fight break out and it's one of them gangs
Actin' like they're manufactured, identical, the same
Niggas can't fight and revert to the flame
Blew his brains out from not usin' his brain
It's so insane how we put ourselves to shame
If the government could, they'd have all us niggas detained
LEFT BRAIN:
Life is but a dream and I'm high
These haters on a lower level, nigga, I'm high
These hos be tryin'a roll but baby I'm high
These niggas tryin'a smoke it but I'm already high
(TYLER)
Is you high? (Now roll it up)
'Cuz I'm high (Now light it up)
And he high (Now take a puff)
And she shy (Now snort a sniff)
But we high (And shoot it up)
And we high (Let's take a sip)
And we high ('Cuz we high)
And we high (Wait--what happened next)
He got a '96 Volvo, wish the year's '96
Slangin' out his trunk, he had about ninety kicks
Bought an MPC which had about ninety kicks
Flipped the drug money for studio, composed ninety hits
He wanted it all, he's an almighty kid
Got a girl, chasin' girls, such a greedy, grimey kid
Stole from his family, rockin' all the Hammies
Always got his hand out, can't somebody hand me
My childhood back? 'Cuz I'm runnin' on the line
And the line's runnin' flat, but my rhymes soundin' phat
So I'll survive off that, born and raised in the track
It's a wrap when I rap so it's a wrap
Piggy in the blanket, house arrest flow like the bracelet 'round my anklet
Fundraiser spitter, welcome to my fuckin' banquet
It costs to be the boss, so don't think I don't pay shit
If it's Odd then it don't make sense
I'm in the middle of the money like Malcolm
Because I work hard, workin' hard is how come
I don't be focused on the outcome, 'cuz I'm the bullets cocked in your child's gun
Out of high school, goin' to college, I'm high
Gettin' my education, expectations so high
Heads in the car, MellowHype rollin' by
Burger in my bag with a large extra fry
(TYLER)
'Cuz I'm high (Roll it up)
And he high (We lit it up)
And we high (Know we smoked it up)
And she shy (Bitch-ass took a sniff)
'Cuz she bi (We took a sip)
I'm a guy (Wait, what the fuck?)
She like girls (Oh shit)
So do I (There go the cops)
Polyurthane
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