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