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