Intro] This is called being high as shit, for hours That's the name of this song, nigga "High as Shit for Hours" Here we go, yeah [Verse 1] American hypocrisy, oh, let me count the ways They came here seekin' freedom then they end up ownin' slaves Justified it usin' Christianity which saves Religion don't mean shit, there's too much ego in the way That's why ISIS is a crisis But in reality, this country do the same shit Take a life and call it righteous Remember when bin Laden got killed, supposedly? In a hotel lobby after a show, was noticin' These white ladies watchin' CNN, coverin' the action They read the headline and then they all started clappin' As if LeBron had just scored a basket at the buzzer I stood there for a second, watched them high-five each other For real? I thought this was "Thou shalt not kill" But police still lettin' off on niggas in the Ville Claimin' that he reached for a gun They really think we dumb and got a death wish Now somebody's son is layin' breathless When I was a little boy my father lived in Texas Pulled up in Toyota, drove that bitch like it was Lexus Put my bag in his trunk and headed off for Dallas Out there for the summer, feelin' just like I was Alice Lost in the Wonderland where niggas still sufferin' Just like they was back home, and that's wrong So now it's fuck the government, they see my niggas strugglin' And they don't give a fuck at all, and that's wrong, yeah Jordan Adetunji 'KEHLANI' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Genius Verified [Chorus] The type of shit that make you wanna The type of shit that make you wanna let go The type of shit that make you wanna The type of shit that make you wanna let go [Verse 2] I had a convo with the President, I paid to go and see him Thinkin' about the things I said I'd say when I would see him Feelin' nervous, sittin' in a room full of white folks Thinkin' about the black man plight, think I might choke Nope, raised my hand and asked a man a question Does he see the struggle of his brothers in oppression? And if so, if you got all the power and the clout As the President, what's keepin' you from helpin' niggas out? Well, I didn't say "nigga," but you catch my drift He looked me in my eyes and spoke and he was rather swift He broke the issues down and showed me he was well-aware I got the vibe he was sincere and that the brother cared But dawg, you in the chair, what's the hold-up? He said, "There's things that I wanna fix But you know this shit, nigga: politics" Don't stop fightin' and don't stop believin' You can make the world better for your kids before you leave it Change is slow, always has been, always will be But fuck that, I'ma bust back 'til they kill me Change is slow, always has been, always will be But fuck that, I'ma bust back until they kill me-feel me? [Chorus] The type of shit that make you wanna (Aight, third verse) The type of shit that make you wanna let go The type of shit that make you wanna The type of shit that make you wanna let go [Verse 3] Here's a thought for my revolutionary heart Take a deeper look at history, it's there to pick apart See the people at the top, they get to do just what they want 'Til after a while the people at the bottom finally get smart Then they start to holla, "Revolution" Tired of livin' here, destitution Fuck that lootin', can you tell me what's the best solution? I used to think it was to overthrow oppressors, see If we destroy the system, that means we'll have less of greed But see, it's not that simple I got to thinkin' about the history of human nature While this instrumental played, then I realized somethin' that made Me wonder if revolution was really ever the way Before you trip and throw a fit over these words I say Think about this shit for a second, you heard the way The children in abusive households grow up Knockin' girlfriends out cold-that's called a cycle Abused becomes the abuser and that's just how life go So understand You get the power, but you know what power does to man? Corruption always leads us to the same shit again So when you talk 'bout revolution, dawg, I hear just what you sayin' What good is takin' over when we know what you gon' do? The only real revolution happens right inside of you I said what good is takin' over when we know what you gon' do? The only real revolution happens right inside of you, nigga [Chorus] The type of shit that make you wanna (High for hours, nigga) The type of shit that make you wanna let go (Volume one) The type of shit that make you wanna The type of shit that make you wanna let go
If im the mutha fuckin devils son then pussy you the pope Think you touching me it’s almost garunteed I bet you won’t Cuz if its bout the cheddar cheese I’ll reel it in by the boat Sweeter than some lemon tea you prolly even drop the soap Only hate cuz I’m the goat guess it’s time to let em know Bouta switch the flow put it sport mode No go pro Jumped inside the water sink or swim cuz ion float Lil flippas my flow sicka Telling me the sky is limit I go bigger Water to hard liquor
Bitter sweet love. Bitter sweet love. Bitter sweet love Bitter sweet love. And it was so simplistic. Back then it was so different. Back then I had this innocence, now I’m so malicious. Before my nasty addiction. Before all my affliction. Before i was conflicted. Before them lonely times, being confronted by this friction. Better days I prayed for. Im hoping that he listened. Somehow I went astray, from the beginning of my mission. So now I’m smoking roaches, steadly reminiscing. New year same struggle. New wear, same hustle. Niggas talk about visions, but looking through dark tunnels. Is there purpose on this earth. Cause every days it hurts. We tend to search external, for the measurement of our worth. And it was so simplistic. Bitter sweet love My momma seen them days. She lived through destitution. 5 kids, with no Moneyyy. In foreign land, so you could tell the problems she done faced. Pops rarely sees his kids because he got bills to pay. And it was so simplistic.
, God) We don't want no devils in the house, God (Yes, Lord) We want the lord (Yes, Jesus) And that's it (Yes, God) Hallej- hand over Satan (Yes, Jesus) Jesus praise the Lord (Yes God) Hallelujah, God (Yes, God) We don't want no devils in the house, God (Yes, Lord) We want the lord (Yes, Jesus) And that's it (Yes, God) Hallej- hand over Satan (Yes, Jesus) Jesus praise the Lord (Yes, God) I'm tryna keep my faith We on an ultralight beam We on an ultralight beam This is a God dream This is a God dream This is everything This is everything Deliver us serenity Deliver us peace Deliver us loving We know we need it You know we need it You know we need it That's why we need you now, oh, I Pray for Paris Pray for the parents This is a God dream This is a God dream This is a God dream We on an ultralight beam We on an ultralight beam This is a God dream This is a God dream This is everything Everything (Thing, thing, thing) I'm tryna keep my faith But I'm looking for more Somewhere I can feel safe And end my holy war I'm tryna keep my faith So why send depression not blessings? Why, oh why'd you do me wrong? (More) You persecute the weak Because it makes you feel so strong Don't have much strength to fight So I look to the light To make these wrongs turn right Head up high, I look to the light Hey, cause I know that you'll make everything alright And I know that you'll take good care of your child Oh, no longer am afraid of the night Cause I, I look to the light When they come for you, I will shield your name I will field their questions, I will feel your pain They don't know, they don't They don't know, they don't know Foot on the Devil's neck 'til they drifted Pangaea I'm moving all my family from Chatham to Zambia Treat the demons just like Pam I mean I fuck with your friends, but damn, Gina I been this way since Arthur was anteater Now they wanna hit me with the woo wap the bam Tryna snap photos of familia My daughter look just like Sia, you can't see her You can feel the lyrics and spirit coming in braille Tubman of the underground, come and follow the trail I made Sunday Candy, I'm never going to hell I met Kanye West, I'm never going to fail He said let's do a good ass job with Chance three I hear you gotta sell it to snatch the Grammy Let's make it so free and the bars so hard That there ain't one gosh darn part you can't tweet This is my part, nobody else speak This is my part, nobody else speak This little light of mine Glory be to God, yeah I'mma make sure that they go where they can't go If they don't wanna ride I'mma still give them raincoats Know what God said when he made the first rainbow Just throw this at the end if I'm too late for the intro Ugh, I'm just having fun with it You know that a nigga was lost I laugh in my head Cause I bet that my ex looking back like a pillar of salt Ugh, cause they'll flip the script on your ass like Wesley and Spike You cannot mess with the light Look at lil Chano from 79 We on an ultralight beam We on an ultralight beam This is a God dream This is a God dream This is everything Everything (Yes, God Hallelujah) I'm tryna keep my faith (Yes, Jesus) But I'm looking for more Somewhere I can feel safe And end my holy war Father, this prayer is for everyone that feels they're not good enough. This prayer's for everybody that feels like they're too messed up. For everyone that feels they've said "I'm sorry" too many times. You can never go too far when you can't come back home again. That's why I need... Faith, more, safe, war
Yeah You know sometimes I think they don't truly understand me you know 'Cause they don't Can't change the world 'less we change ourselves Die from the sicknesses if we don't seek the health All eyes be my witness when I speak what's felt Full house on my hands, the cards I was dealt Three K's, Two A's in AmeriKKKa I'm just a black spade spawn out the nebula And everything I do or say today that's worthwhile Will for sure inspire action in your first child I'll begin my verse now Sometimes I speak and I feel like it ain't my words Like I'm just a vessel channeling inside this universe I feel my ancestors arrested inside of me It's like they want me to shoot my chance and change society But how do I go about it? Tell me where I start? My destiny rerouted when I chose to follow heart You told to follow suit, but tell me what it do for you? Except weigh you down, now you trapped inside the cubicle they built for us The first step in the change is to take notice Realize the real games that they tried to show us 300 plus years of them cold shoulders Yet 300 million of us still got no focus Sorry America, but I will not be your soldier Obama just wasn't enough, I just need some more closure And Donald Trump is not equipped to take this country over Let's face facts 'cause we know what's the real motives In the land of the free, is for the free loaders Leave us dead in the street then be your organ donors They disorganized my people, made us all loners Still got the last names of our slave owners In the land of the free, it's for the free loaders Leave us dead in the street then be your organ donors They disorganized my people, made us all loners We can't change the world 'less we change ourselves Die from the sicknesses if we don't seek the health All eyes be my witness when I speak what's felt Full house on my hands, the cards I was dealt Three K's, Two A's in AmeriKKKa I'm just a black spade spawn out the nebula And everything I do or say today that's worthwhile Will for sure inspire action Trickery in the system, put my niggas in prison All our history hidden, ain't no liberty given We all fit the description of what the documents written We been lacking the vision and barely making a living We too worried to fit in while they been benefitin' Every time you submittin', we all guilty admit it The Lord won't get you acquitted, but you still ask for forgiveness Put opiates in syringes then inject his religion How many times do I gotta tell you I'm a man on a mission Many times I gotta tell you I don't need no permission Or human with supervision, ain't no livin' condition I'm reaching out to my children, just hoping that they will listen Start a new coalition against corrupt politicians It's not enough pots to piss in, too many murder convictions Another family evicted, another black man a victim That's as real as it's getting, you should take recognition In the land of the free, is for the free loaders Leave us dead in the street then be your organ donors They disorganized my people, made us all loners Still got the last names of our slave owners In the land of the free, is for the free loaders Leave us dead in the street then be your organ donors They disorganized my people, made us all loners We can't change the world 'less we change ourselves Die from the sicknesses if we don't seek the health All eyes be my witness when I speak what's felt Full house on my hands, the cards I was dealt Three K's, Two A's in AmeriKKKa I'm just a black spade spawn out the nebula And everything I do or say today that's worthwhile Will for sure inspire action in your first child
I bin high for hours rollin doobies with my bro Then i heard this instrumental got me thinking i could wrote, I mean write a couple lyrics While im demonstrating growth I dont do this for appearance Im just tryna chase the gold Got goals round my kneck N im tryna get some more Got yo hoe coming next she say do it how u want, So i do it how i want Now we rolling up a blunt in the bed bfo we fuck This bitch ashing on the sheets so i tell her clean it up Now she droppin to her knees saying ima clean it up Suckin with no teeth, tell her she a good slut
내가 하는건 다 맘에 안든다고 욕해 어리석고 이기적인 거래 내 선택 내 삶의 주인이 되보려는 것 뿐이였는데 여기 서있는 이후로 내 옆에 모든것이 가혹해 아직 완전히 탈옥은 못했어 그 감옥에서 나의 야망이 탐욕이라 열심히 욕해도 후회가 아닐거라 믿음을 담겠어 내 사상 그대로 내가 골라잡아 알아서 나아갈게 더 나는 행복해 내 인생은 온전히 내 주체로 살아숨쉬는게 무엇인지에 대해 질문에 궁금에 답 구할수있게 됐으니 이놈의 미지수의 해 내게 주어진 생 그대로 품어준 내 부모님의 은혜 숨어지낸 그때에도 웃어지게 해 주셨던 때를 못내 기억해 그래 지옥이 아닌 주옥으로 살아낼게 매해 또 내 생애를 지나가버린 그때의 얘기는 주워담을 생각말어 버리고 다뤄 당장 앞으로의 얘기를 하루의 가치를 가슴의 다시 세기고 따뜻한 것이 더욱 내 마음안에서 그득 차기를 이루 말할수없이 잠들수 없어 꿈에서 깼어도 현실에서 더욱 들썩 겨울에서 봄 여름 가을로 건너 겨울이 다시 오더라도 이제는 거뜬히 버텨 마음속에 이미 자리잡은걸 놓치지않아 더이상 누군가에게도 뺏기지 않을것 다시한번 단단히 잡아
"Yeah, it's the same chit/ Never slippin on my real ones, yeah.. Da same clicc/ Same nigga that they loc'd toting da same 5th/ You can't trust' em, gotta watch out for them same pits/... You'll fall, you can't miss/.. Now I'm eating, still ain't gained no weight, I need prescription/.. Credit building, I might buy a building just to flip it/.. Hair long long, I might just sale a couple inches/ Yeah, you wish my Chakra beads give' em another feeling/ I told Moshe I'm da same nigga that balled terrific/ Now I rip apart a mic and show' em how I did it/ Same nigga say he bac like he left something missing/ Same nigga put da 8 to da tracc, now we even"( YEAAH) 🔥🔥
[Intro] This is called being high as shit, for hours That's the name of this song, nigga "High as Shit for Hours" Here we go, yeah [Verse 1] American hypocrisy, oh, let me count the ways They came here seekin' freedom then they end up ownin' slaves Justified it usin' Christianity which saves Religion don't mean shit, there's too much ego in the way That's why ISIS is a crisis But in reality, this country do the same shit Take a life and call it righteous Remember when bin Laden got killed, supposedly? In a hotel lobby after a show, was noticin' These white ladies watchin' CNN, coverin' the action They read the headline and then they all started clappin' As if LeBron had just scored a basket at the buzzer I stood there for a second, watched them high-five each other For real? I thought this was "Thou shalt not kill" But police still lettin' off on niggas in the Ville Claimin' that he reached for a gun They really think we dumb and got a death wish Now somebody's son is layin' breathless When I was a little boy my father lived in Texas Pulled up in Toyota, drove that bitch like it was Lexus Put my bag in his trunk and headed off for Dallas Out there for the summer, feelin' just like I was Alice Lost in the Wonderland where niggas still sufferin' Just like they was back home, and that's wrong So now it's fuck the government, they see my niggas strugglin' And they don't give a fuck at all, and that's wrong, yeah [Chorus] The type of shit that make you wanna The type of shit that make you wanna let go The type of shit that make you wanna The type of shit that make you wanna let go [Verse 2] I had a convo with the President, I paid to go and see him Thinkin' about the things I said I'd say when I would see him Feelin' nervous, sittin' in a room full of white folks Thinkin' about the black man plight, think I might choke Nope, raised my hand and asked a man a question Does he see the struggle of his brothers in oppression? And if so, if you got all the power and the clout As the President, what's keepin' you from helpin' niggas out? Well, I didn't say "nigga," but you catch my drift He looked me in my eyes and spoke and he was rather swift He broke the issues down and showed me he was well-aware I got the vibe he was sincere and that the brother cared But dawg, you in the chair, what's the hold-up? He said, "There's things that I wanna fix But you know this shit, nigga: politics" Don't stop fightin' and don't stop believin' You can make the world better for your kids before you leave it Change is slow, always has been, always will be But fuck that, I'ma bust back 'til they kill me Change is slow, always has been, always will be But fuck that, I'ma bust back until they kill me-feel me? [Chorus] The type of shit that make you wanna (Aight, third verse) The type of shit that make you wanna let go The type of shit that make you wanna The type of shit that make you wanna let go [Verse 3] Here's a thought for my revolutionary heart Take a deeper look at history, it's there to pick apart See the people at the top, they get to do just what they want 'Til after a while the people at the bottom finally get smart Then they start to holla, "Revolution" Tired of livin' here, destitution Fuck that lootin', can you tell me what's the best solution? I used to think it was to overthrow oppressors, see If we destroy the system, that means we'll have less of greed But see, it's not that simple I got to thinkin' about the history of human nature While this instrumental played, then I realized somethin' that made Me wonder if revolution was really ever the way Before you trip and throw a fit over these words I say Think about this shit for a second, you heard the way The children in abusive households grow up Knockin' girlfriends out cold-that's called a cycle Abused becomes the abuser and that's just how life go So understand You get the power, but you know what power does to man? Corruption always leads us to the same shit again So when you talk 'bout revolution, dawg, I hear just what you sayin' What good is takin' over when we know what you gon' do? The only real revolution happens right inside of you I said what good is takin' over when we know what you gon' do? The only real revolution happens right inside of you, nigga [Chorus] The type of shit that make you wanna (High for hours, nigga) The type of shit that make you wanna let go (Volume one) The type of shit that make you wanna The type of shit that make you wanna let go
I’ve been high so long, probably impossible to calculate With a heart to saturate though she makes it gravitate Back down But some bullshit drifts it up I’m slidin by bitch through the thickest of tough Fuck ya background baby put ya back down And take me in your tsunami But if our purpose is just this, then the salami will get packed it’s done fucking purposeless Fuckin clowns, boutta persevere over pessimists Might go and tell heaven that we’re heaven-less I filled this block list with up with fakes now I got no messages Then I passed up contemplations of putting pesticides inside my beverages But the question is, can I smoke so I can breathe better I should fly, trip down paths and lead some youth through Rosetta Insteada chasing fantasies while they wither Said fuck what you like I’m not doing this insta or snap Just around filthy, shit, it’s a wrap who’s the best But what first place without contest I’m just bringing rap schemes to make some dope fiends conscious And I don't care if shits obnoxious But you better make your move before I get some other options Been less fucked up, shit that’s progress I’ll stay gold when soul to soul but they just need objects I see that hot mess, with some demons needing monsters, tryna unzip this lachness But fuck those crotches, And these slaves to this world, hope it all gets abolished It’s the hottest oddest mother fucker remaining sobless On cloud 9 with hydraulics, stuck high for hours You know coles been the goat, gotta him his flowers Slap 4 your eyes while you’re sour that you don’t have no power And feel that thc shower You lil bowser, lil bitch, Tell your ass goodbye, shit give it a kiss Reminisced to when I figured all these mixtures would fix Painting picture’s old schools boutta leave ya’ll with gifs Take me back to hyrule with a guide as a wisp To when I never knew these blind fools hate to exist Damn dans militarizing really bout to enlist And your critiques got me energized not ready to quit Mesmerized from those thighs, and the use of those lips She’s feeling frisky, back back, I don’t need no assist But Golden rule, puff puff then give me my shit back And fuck that tough luck see this soul still intact I see souls stacking up that still have no impact Like egad, I heard those petty fucking tears, and some cheers while you be mad I’m at ease in the breeze while y’all be sad Laughin chillin with my feet back But she begs me to be dad, but bitch keep that yourself Don’t need a bitch in the open, I need a woman with some stealth Let’s put this tag team in motion, offering help for some help I got a mind full of pain and some tension needing felt She’s tired of your pussy shit and I’m here to leave whelps While I give and take L Changed scenes high as hell but it took me to hell Here’s some water for that thirst, I’ll stay bringing some pails Fighting seas full of fire still raising the sails Spacing out watching tracers while straight on your trail And I don’t think of us major but we’re going to prevail We’re done failin with this baggage Can’t hunt if you’re trapless No love, not a thug I see a self worth savage So take that book out, Psalm 23, read a passage
Rapping was habit nowwe finna come up and grab it, Buy it, trap it, Imagine, fans in bleachers gasping Shawties speaking Latin, 40’s on the porch with the homies sitting laughing, Stanley Kubrick with the pen make the whole track tragic There’s a war in this game need a full metal jacket , Sitting thinking bout when the feds kick the door busting in like jack with the axe and, I’m shining, finding, a sound took time white rhino helped me write it, They write me off because they too scared to try it, Try this- pill kiss me softly baby, Playing frank now she flying Lifted off the couch seat, let’s travel through dimensions, My shit wasn’t popping now your bitch-in my mentions, Ralph Lauren everywhere and-it’s pretentious, Don’t even wear it, blue-teslas everywhere like I’m tryna go electric, Run on senten-ces like Larry fish-erman pen in hand, spliff in mouth boutta sin again
igh for Hours Lyrics [Intro] This is called being high as shit, for hours That's the name of this song, nigga "High as Shit for Hours" Here we go, yeah [Verse 1] American hypocrisy, oh, let me count the ways They came here seekin' freedom then they end up ownin' slaves Justified it usin' Christianity which saves Religion don't mean shit, there's too much ego in the way That's why ISIS is a crisis But in reality, this country do the same shit Take a life and call it righteous Remember when bin Laden got killed, supposedly? In a hotel lobby after a show, was noticin' These white ladies watchin' CNN, coverin' the action They read the headline and then they all started clappin' As if LeBron had just scored a basket at the buzzer I stood there for a second, watched them high-five each other For real? I thought this was "Thou shalt not kill" But police still lettin' off on niggas in the Ville Claimin' that he reached for a gun They really think we dumb and got a death wish Now somebody's son is layin' breathless When I was a little boy my father lived in Texas Pulled up in Toyota, drove that bitch like it was Lexus Put my bag in his trunk and headed off for Dallas Out there for the summer, feelin' just like I was Alice Lost in the Wonderland where niggas still sufferin' Just like they was back home, and that's wrong So now it's fuck the government, they see my niggas strugglin' And they don't give a fuck at all, and that's wrong, yeah Chorus] The type of shit that make you wanna The type of shit that make you wanna let go The type of shit that make you wanna The type of shit that make you wanna let go [Verse 2] I had a convo with the President, I paid to go and see him Thinkin' about the things I said I'd say when I would see him Feelin' nervous, sittin' in a room full of white folks Thinkin' about the black man plight, think I might choke Nope, raised my hand and asked a man a question Does he see the struggle of his brothers in oppression? And if so, if you got all the power and the clout As the President, what's keepin' you from helpin' niggas out? Well, I didn't say "nigga," but you catch my drift He looked me in my eyes and spoke and he was rather swift He broke the issues down and showed me he was well-aware I got the vibe he was sincere and that the brother cared But dawg, you in the chair, what's the hold-up? He said, "There's things that I wanna fix But you know this shit, nigga: politics" Don't stop fightin' and don't stop believin' You can make the world better for your kids before you leave it Change is slow, always has been, always will be But fuck that, I'ma bust back 'til they kill me Change is slow, always has been, always will be But fuck that, I'ma bust back until they kill me-feel me? [Chorus] The type of shit that make you wanna (Aight, third verse) The type of shit that make you wanna let go The type of shit that make you wanna The type of shit that make you wanna let go [Verse 3] Here's a thought for my revolutionary heart Take a deeper look at history, it's there to pick apart See the people at the top, they get to do just what they want 'Til after a while the people at the bottom finally get smart Then they start to holla, "Revolution" Tired of livin' here, destitution Fuck that lootin', can you tell me what's the best solution? I used to think it was to overthrow oppressors, see If we destroy the system, that means we'll have less of greed But see, it's not that simple I got to thinkin' about the history of human nature While this instrumental played, then I realized somethin' that made Me wonder if revolution was really ever the way Before you trip and throw a fit over these words I say Think about this shit for a second, you heard the way The children in abusive households grow up Knockin' girlfriends out cold-that's called a cycle Abused becomes the abuser and that's just how life go So understand You get the power, but you know what power does to man? Corruption always leads us to the same shit again So when you talk 'bout revolution, dawg, I hear just what you sayin' What good is takin' over when we know what you gon' do? The only real revolution happens right inside of you I said what good is takin' over when we know what you gon' do? The only real revolution happens right inside of you, nigga
Stay Stealthy and Low-Key Patiently out of Sight of The Darkside Stay in Safety, Away from Dangers Vegan in all ways, Protect from Strangers Repentant for My Sins, Fogiven and Forgiving, Let go of the Past Forgive yourselves Move forward in the Present Gift to the Blessed Future Be True to Morality and Positivity And Practice Good-Ethics with God-giving Intelligence and Freedom (Freiheit) Free-Will one of the Greatest Gifts Use it Wisely and Lovingly Grateful to SuMa and God and All Saints For Everything always, forever They only Do Good for All they Can Working Hard and Wishing the Best For All-Being in the Universe Caring deeply for All Souls and Sentient Life May we All Be Safe and Hopefully Saved Follow The Good Reverend Fathers Holy Will to Be in Hiers Protection in All Realms Possible SUPREME Master Christ Jesus Loves Us All, HIERS DIVINE TOUCH UPLIFTS US TRUST IN GODS Love and Mercy Buddhas Loving-Kindness The Greatest of Refuges, May All Religions Unite In Truth And All Of The Divines Spiritual Teachings May All Become Virtuous and May All Merit and Blessings Elate All the beings in Hiers Divine Perfect Will
Como que pode, ninguém mais mede esforço quando pega no revolver sempre tem mais um Loko, com poder de fogo se acha no direito de tira a vida dos outros perturbando na madruga foi outro Celebreiro pesado segue ligeiro muito trabalho pro coveiro pro sistema sempre fui um problema, nois faz o bem a nós eles fazem o mal, eles só querem o mal, mas não lutam contram, mais tamo ai vida intensa é assim, você acha que uns soma mais só vem pra subtrair, não espero nada mais de ninguém, além de mim, esperança última que morre, isso que nós move, na busca do malote, conte com a Fé e não com a sorte, azarado busca sorte, nois segue intacto desviando do fim, o fim tá próximo, não sei se nessa vida eu verei o fim, só se morrer uma vez mais não sei o que será de mim, em quando tiver saúde nois segue por aqui, mundo Loko, vários Loko que não tem medo do fim tudo, tudo isso parece novo mais uma hora deixa de existir
My mind been gone for a while I'm feeling elevated High for hours could have swore I achieved levitation when I meditated, don't need no drugs or pills my nigga I ain't medicated, But best believe a nigga dedicated, Never gon fall off my feet and hit the ground, Grounding is good but not when you lost and I ain't trynna be found Fuck everyone my nigga you gotta look around Many wishing on my downfall but i don't grant wishes ima have to let em down
This is called being high as shit For hours That's the name of this song nigga, "High as Shit for Hours" Here we go, yeah American hypocrisy, oh let me count the ways They came here seeking freedom and they end up owning slaves Justified it using Christianity would say Religion don't mean shit, it's too much ego in the way That's why ISIS is a crisis But in reality this country do the same shit Take a life and call it righteous Remember when Bin Laden got killed, supposedly In a hotel lobby after a show Was noticing these white ladies watching CNN Covering the action They read the headline and then they all started clapping As if Lebron has just scored a basket at the buzzer I stood there for a second watch them high five each other For real? I though this was thou shalt not kill But police still letting off on niggas in the Ville Claiming that he reached for a gun They really think we dumb and got a death wish Now somebody's son is laying breathless When I was a little boy my father lived in Texas Pulled up in Toyota, drove that bitch like it was Lexus Put my bag in his trunk and headed off for Dallas Out their for the summer feeling just like I was Alice Lost in the wonder land where niggas still suffering Just like they was back home and that's wrong So now its fuck the government, they see my niggas struggling And they don't give a fuck at all and that's wrong, yeah The type of shit that make you wanna The type of shit that make you wanna let go The type of shit that make you wanna The type of shit that make you wanna let go I had a convo with the president, I paid to go and see him Thinking bout the things I said I'd say when I would see him Feeling nervous, sitting in a room full of white folks Thinking about the black man plight, think I might choke, nope Raised my hand and asked a man a question 'Does he see the struggles of his brothers in oppression? And if so, if you got all the power in the clout as the president What's keeping you from helping niggas out?' Well I didn't say nigga, but you catch my drift He look me in my eyes and spoke and he was rather swift He broke the issues down and showed me he was well aware I got the vibe he was sincere and that the brother cared But dawg you in the chair, what's the hold up? He said there's things that I wanna fix But you know this shit nigga, politics Don't stop fighting and don't stop believing You can make the world better for your kids before you leave it Change is slow, always has been, always will be But fuck that, I'mma bust back, 'till they kill me Change is slow, always has been, always will be But fuck that, I'mma bust back until they kill me You feel me? The type of shit that make you wanna (Aight third verse) The type of shit that make you wanna let go The type of shit that make you wanna The type of shit that make you wanna let go Here's a thought for my revolutionary heart Take a deeper look at history, it's there to pick apart See the people at the top, they get to do just what they want 'Til after while the people at the bottom finally get smart Then they start to holla revolution, tired of living here, destitution Fuck that looting, can you tell me what's the best solution? I used to think it was to over throw oppressors See, if we destroy the system that means we'll have less of greed But see, it's not that simple I got to thinking 'bout the history of human nature While this instrumental, play Then I realized something that made me wonder if revolution was really ever the way Before you trip and throw a fit over these words I say Think about this shit for second, you heard the way The children in abusive households grow up knocking girlfriends out cold That's called a cycle Abused becomes the abuser and that how life go So understand Look at the power, but you know what power does to man Corruption always leads us to the same shit again So when you talk about revolution dawg, I hear just what you saying What good is taking over, when we know what you gon' do The only real revolution happens right inside of you I said What good is taking over, when we know what you gon' do The only real revolution happens right inside of you, nigga The type of shit that make you wanna (High for hours nigga) The type of shit that make you wanna let go (Volume one) The type of shit that make you wanna The type of shit that make you wanna let go
Yo, yeah, yo, they told me that by this time it would all be over But I ain't running out of luck, I treat the game like poker I know they put me on the poster just to match the quota I'd rather be a Lionel Messi than a Frankie Zola 'Cause these old guys are washed and they're just getting older And I ain't sending for the legends, that was for the cobras Who move sour like I ain't been tryna spread the culture And put my heart into this game like I'm some flipping donor Days are getting dark, the nights are getting colder And my city's getting worse, this stuff is getting vulgar Pop a one Corona, Henny with some Coca Cola Man, I was homeless I was sleeping in my dusty motor But now we're always beefing with some bad promoters Who tell us not to smoke on stage, but we're a bunch of smokers For my fallen soldiers, rest in peace to Damilola It's like I'm either very turnt or I'm just very sober I'm either very gassed or I'm very reserved I'm a wizard with the math, but I'm better with words Say a prayer, then I watch all my enemies burn Listening to Raleigh Ritchie or Melanie Burns Mandem ask me for the help, then I send them a verse A bunch of favors that will probably never return And every medal on my shelf is a medal that I've earned And I refuse to sign a deal on some terrible terms That's why I'm unsigned, moving like I am signed 'Cause the mandem got their stuff together quick And made a brand shine And trying to make a speedy little flip, that's not the plan, guys Put everything into my flipping graft and watch it backfire God forbid I ever let a label run my life So if I ever sign a deal, just know I done it right A little rum and Sprite's boosting up my summer nights Someone tell the DJ pull it back, a brother's coming nice I pray I never ever lose the sight of things It's not the major ones, it's more the minor things 'Cuh every time I make another rack I know my brother's in the trap And he's just waiting for his line to ring And I'm supposed to be the one to bust the mandem I hope my brothers know that I still love the mandem It's just another day in the life But I'd rather pay your mortgage than to pay for your flight You feel me? You see, just imagine when we're 35 23 at the top, that's an early rise With a model in the Hilton eating curly fries Damn, what can I say, I lead a merky life I was saving up my money just to buy a llama 'Cuh I refuse to be a victim in the hype and drama Call me Mike Obama, messing with some higher karma Smoking on dat, smoking on dat Maya Jama
These demons want me back inside my sin Praying that the lord holds me close cause I need it Asking God for help so I’m on my knees seeking I’m tryna figure out why I feel this way It’s grieving The devil want me down Backsliding till I’m weeping But God I’m calling out to you I’m tired of this season
Wassup man this is dope I wanted to collab in the comments 🤣 so i added some lyrics of my own. I'm tired of this season, living life without a reason, sometimes I wonder truly what my written prophecy is, I'm in a war like my mind is a coliseum, the spirit of christ is a guide that keeps on leading, me to find my purpose and the worth inside me breathing.
Read it receive it Start sowing and then ya reaping Jesus is the only way I know they hate it when I speak it So many people misleading The world evil and lethal People pushing them needles And mocking God like the beetles But there is love and mercy Come and drink if you thirsty Jesus died to heal your hurt see And take all your sin away Now you can live And feel his presence Every single day Even when you feel low he can make a way Trust his name call on Jesus you gone stay amazed Even when you hard pressed And life got your heart wrecked Jesus never leaves He’s every season that’s a hard flex Yes And ima rep him till my heart stops Grew up with the hard knocks He never told me kick rocks He said son I love you no matter what you done Just come to me I’m just waiting man come and see He’s yelling out run to me
