This is called being 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 seekin' freedom Then they end up ownin' Justified it Christianity which saves Religion mean shit, there's too much ego in the way That's why is a crisis But in reality country do the same shit a life and call it righteous Remember when Bin Laden got killed, In a hotel lobby a show, was noticin' These ladies watchin' CNN, coverin' the action read the headline and then they all started clappin' As if LeBron had just scored a basket at the I there for a second, watched them high-five each other For real? I thought was "Thou shalt not kill" But still lettin' 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' When I was a little boy my lived in Texas Pulled up in Toyota, that bitch like it was Lexus Put my bag in his trunk and headed off for Out there for the summer, feelin' like I was Alice in the Wonderland where niggas still sufferin' Just like they was back home, and wrong So now "Fuck the government!" They see my niggas And they don't give a at all, and that's wrong, yeah
The of shit that make you wanna The type of shit that make you let go The type of that make you wanna The type of shit that make you let go
I had a with the President, I paid to go and see him Thinkin' the things I said I'd say when I would see him Feelin' nervous, sittin' in a room full of white about the black man plight, think I might choke Nope, raised my 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 keepin' you helpin' niggas out? Well, I didn't say "nigga," but you catch my He me in my eyes and spoke and he was rather swift He broke the issues down and showed me he was I got the vibe he was and that the brother cared But dawg, you in the chair, the hold up? He said, "There's that I wanna 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 fuck that, bust back 'til they kill me is slow, always has been, always will be But fuck that, I'ma bust back they kill me—feel me?
The type of shit make you wanna (Aight, third verse) The type of shit that you wanna let go The type of shit make you wanna The type of shit that make you 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, they get to do just what want after a while the people at the bottom finally get smart Then they start to "Revolution!" Tired of livin' here, Fuck that lootin'! Can you tell me the best solution? I used to think it was to oppressors, see If we destroy the system, that means have less of greed But see, not that simple I got to thinkin' the history of human nature While this played Then I realized somethin' made Me wonder if revolution was ever the way Before you trip and throw a fit over these I say Think this shit for second, you heard the way The children in abusive households 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 leads us to the same shit again So when you talk revolution Dawg, I hear what you sayin' good is takin' over When we what you gon' do? The only real revolution happens right of you I said, what is takin' over When we know what you do? The only revolution happens right inside of you, nigga
The of shit that make you wanna (High for hours, nigga) The type of shit that you wanna let go (Volume one) The type of shit make you wanna The type of shit that you wanna let go