I you up like my rizla Cut you up, with my You wanna get us yeah, the venom Your style's trash, litter You got the jitters the hitters No quitters your soul When you see the gats blazin', get out the now ain't no use for you beggin' to turn the heat down
You me coldblooded You warm me up with hot lead the gat thudded You cut it You wack, but no use your mouth shut it arrows diamond-studded, and still budded You got to love it, you better the paper all day So you can walk down the long hallway But now the fools are minute
get played for a minute Then played out never get back in it Gun park I chalk for your body outlined on the floor You got hit by the 4-4
You're in the game called life, son how livin' it Street kids growin' up blowin' up You chase dreams you the highlife, with the skylights But in the end your soul's lost, you the shine right Never your back ever, on niggaz true to you Stand alone for the cheddar and they'll be with you The yeah, the highlife The yeah, the highlife
You gotta hang out B. Reezy, and take it easy It's gettin' greasy, I had to learn how to me That's you go for dolo, and get your meal ticket And kick it hardcore I'm runnin' real with it Niggaz getting soft core, the people more Hardcore that's why I give them an encore Curtains opened, you see the applaud feelin' it You can't figure out the formula so you're it
Can't stand cats with minimal that's criminal you fake bitches You're lookin' for riches, in the places The faces of death you in the eye cut off your breath When you feel your knees shatter The breakin' with your weak blatter Pissin' on yourself it matter Dead weight, the bed for you on the set date
Dreams gone instead fate didn't To put you away, close the gates now locked out Your life cable, with all the channels blocked out (Damn!) What you good for? Nothin', so be suckers Have a nice see you motherfuckers
You're in the called life, son how you're livin' it Street corner growin' up blowin' up You dreams you want the highlife, with the skylights But in the end soul's lost, you lost the shine right Never your back ever, on niggaz true to you alone for the cheddar and they'll be through with you The highlife yeah, the The yeah, the highlife
I live for the highlife, get my mind the fame, the game and the limelights Fools that be out there tryin' to But they can't match the aura, impersonate See the first things that to pass, is the blast Of the cypress hill weed funk blazin' up a You help, but inhale and get strong You need that good all up in your lungs
I fast, and keep energy in motion Jah bless, so I I been chosen But I know, these of he who You come strong and sound off like thunder I myself and make sure I'm comin' real tight Rhyme for my fam, the G's and the The highlife, hah hah The highlife,
You're in the game called life, son how you're it Street corner kids growin' up up You chase dreams you want the highlife, with the But in the end soul's lost, you lost the shine right Never turn back ever, on niggaz true to you Stand alone for the cheddar and they'll be with you The highlife hah, the The highlife yeah, the