This is called being as shit, for hours That's the name of this song, High as Shit for we go, yeah
American hypocrisy, oh, let me count the They came here seekin' Then they end up ownin' Justified it usin' which saves Religion don't shit, there's too much ego in the way That's why is a crisis But in this country do the same shit Take a life and it righteous Remember when Bin got killed, supposedly? In a hotel lobby a show, was noticin' These ladies watchin' CNN, coverin' the action They read the headline and they all started clappin' As if LeBron had scored a basket at the buzzer I stood for a second, watched them high-five each other For I thought this was "Thou shalt not kill" But police lettin' off on niggas in the Ville Claimin' that he for a gun They really we dumb and got a death wish Now somebody's son is breathless When I was a boy my father lived in Texas Pulled up in Toyota, drove that bitch like it was Put my bag in his trunk and headed off for Out there for the summer, feelin' just like I was Lost in the where niggas still sufferin' Just like they was home, and that's wrong So now "Fuck the government!" They see my strugglin' And don't give a fuck at all, and that's wrong, yeah
The type of shit that make you The type of that make you wanna let go The type of that make you wanna The type of shit make you wanna let go
I had a convo the President, I paid to go and see him Thinkin' the things I said I'd say when I would see him Feelin' nervous, in a room full of white folks Thinkin' about the black man plight, think I choke Nope, raised my and asked a man a question Does he see the struggle of his brothers in And if so, if you got all the power in the As the President, what's keepin' you from helpin' out? Well, I say "nigga," but you catch my drift He looked me in my and spoke and he was rather swift He broke the down and showed me he was well-aware I got the vibe he was sincere and that the brother But dawg, you in the chair, what's the up? He said, "There's things that I fix But you know this shit, politics." stop fightin' and don't stop believin' You can make the world better for your kids you leave it Change is slow, always has been, always be But fuck that, I'ma bust 'til they kill me Change is slow, always has been, will be But fuck that, I'ma back until they kill me—feel me?
The type of shit make you wanna (Aight, third verse) The type of shit that make you let go The type of shit make you wanna The type of that make you wanna let go
Here's a thought for my revolutionary Take a deeper look at history, it's there to apart See, the people at the top, they get to do just what want 'Til after a the people at the bottom finally get smart Then they start to "Revolution!" Tired of livin' here, Fuck that lootin'! Can you me what's the best solution? I used to think it was to oppressors, see If we destroy the system, that we'll have less of greed But see, not that simple I got to thinkin' about the history of human While this played Then I realized that made Me wonder if was really ever the way Before you trip and a fit over these words I say Think about this for second, you heard the way The in abusive households grow up Knockin' girlfriends out cold—that's a cycle Abused becomes the abuser and just how life go So You get the power, but you what power does to man? always leads us to the same shit again So you talk 'bout revolution Dawg, I hear just you sayin' good is takin' over When we know what you do? The only revolution happens right inside of you I said, good is takin' over When we know what you do? The only real revolution right inside of you, nigga
The type of that make you wanna (High for hours, nigga) The type of that make you wanna let go (Volume one) The type of that make you wanna The type of shit that you wanna let go