I you up like my rizla Cut you up, with my You get us yeah, the venom splitters Your style's trash, litter You got the jitters the hitters No quitters soul quivers When you see the blazin', get out the street now There ain't no use for you to turn the heat down
You label me You wanna warm me up with hot the gat thudded You cut it You wack, but it's no use your shut it Shootin' arrows diamond-studded, and budded You got to love it, you better the paper all day So you can walk the long platinum hallway But now the fools are minute
They get played for a Then played out they 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 you're it corner kids growin' up blowin' up You chase dreams you the highlife, with the skylights But in the end your soul's lost, you lost the right Never turn your ever, on niggaz true to you Stand alone for the and they'll be through with you The yeah, the highlife The yeah, the highlife
You gotta hang out with B. Reezy, and it easy It's gettin' greasy, I had to how to beat me That's when you go for dolo, and get your ticket And still kick it hardcore I'm runnin' with it Niggaz getting soft core, the people more Hardcore shit why I give them an encore Curtains opened, you see the people feelin' it You can't out the formula so you're stealin' it
stand unoriginal cats with minimal Skills that's criminal you fake You're lookin' for riches, in the places The faces of look you in the eye cut off your breath When you fall feel your shatter The bones breakin' with weak blatter Pissin' on yourself it matter Dead weight, the bed waits for you on the set
Dreams instead fate didn't hesitate To put you away, close the gates now you're out life cable, with all the porn channels blocked out (Damn!) What you for? Nothin', so be gone suckers a nice trip see you motherfuckers
You're in the called life, son how you're livin' it Street corner kids up blowin' up You chase dreams you the highlife, with the skylights But in the end your soul's lost, you lost the shine Never turn your back ever, on true to you Stand alone for the and they'll be through with you The yeah, the highlife The yeah, the highlife
I for the highlife, get my mind right Fuck the fame, the game and the Fools that be out there tryin' to But they can't the aura, can't impersonate See the first things that comes to pass, is the Of the cypress hill weed funk blazin' up a You help, but inhale and get strong You need good shit all up in your lungs
I live fast, and keep energy in Jah bless, so I feel I been But I know, of he who conquers You gotta come strong and sound off like I check and make sure I'm comin' real tight for my fam, the G's and the highlife The highlife, hah hah The highlife,
You're in the game life, son how you're livin' it Street kids growin' up blowin' up You chase dreams you want the highlife, the skylights But in the end your lost, you lost the shine right Never turn back ever, on niggaz true to you Stand for the cheddar and they'll be through with you The hah, the highlife The highlife yeah, the