Lost Boyz - Music Makes Me High Lyrics
[mr. cheeks]One timeWe bless the trackRush to the backIt's the lb fam dogg pound we attackOne time for the lp, lbMy family come throughThis who we doGroup home, universal bounce onePower moves to be madeRap game is paidClown niggaz gettin paidIt's gettin, jumpin some babesThe mind state steady thinkinOne dutch burninI'm already thinkinHere to lay the realI know to killI feel the envyBut those that try to bind meRight behind me wit my members??? to see right here through the violence strapBut keep this hennessey and my main man's rapCaught up in the game black can't explain thatBut longevity that's what i aim atYou wanna come throughAnd test yo *****in skillKid i go the shit that pray the rams plus the billsSent your clown niggaz back and touch a *****in hillMe and my fam givin competition chillsFor from the east to the westLp all of lb now who's the bestBreak your wins down like a pronounOn the phone touch me and my click tha dogg poundThrow your hands up you wanna *****in tossI'm that guy land of the lostListen up, special wit a ??? styleCome wit and you'll love bein' highOne 4 pound and my brotha freaky tahMusic makes me high[canibus]Yo combination of mr. cheeks, canibus & kuruptIs enough to make the reels on casette tapes bustCause none of you fools is capableMy lyrical 'll knock you on the floor like a mechanical bullRhymes ricochet off the inner walls of my lungsTo past the tongue faster then bullets come out of gunsWho wants to be the one to get struck firstI bury they body on any planet except the earthI rip up, swell your lip up, it's a stick upMake put your hands up on your head like you was doin sit-upsLost boyz nad dpg causin troubleWe out of control like inter-voluntary hustleKid nobody else smokes more then my team20 grams of weed and a gallon of visineYaknahme, i fly the friendly sky's when ever music makes me highChorus: i'm so high, this music makes me high (x4)[kurupt]Kurupt in your game, what's ya know, where ya atI'm comin through wit a mack, i'm out to get my paper backYou can't harm me even if lip was frozeGet incinerated from verbal infernoBorn created get physical castratedI'm so glad i made in a world where i'm hatedBig time gama got the game orcastratedCorrect me mashin in jags and benzesImitatin cause youse an imitater punkJump wit kurupt and get slumped cause i dumpWith no question or no hesitation i'm bussinEnd discussion as my adrenaline's rushinOr ??? your mr. cash for the capitalWas actual, ??? fact i use tactical skillGet popped like girls tryin ta jump at the realChorus[daz dillinger]Can i ride, can i rock my broadsCause ??? rhymes and leathal last rhyme linesTime after time i beat the hell out of a trackMost definitely i gets busy when we attack????, dialogues and formatsBe on some ill type streets raps from way backAs a child i got wilder stylesI used to shine all day and a rocked the crowdI destroy and completely evaporize my opponentsBe on it like a hornet kickin dat in your stomachDogg gone it tell my why they wanna kill dazCause daz gets the killin and buillin cash roundsSo get tell me i'll come aroundSo get down lost boyz and dogg poundI bet ya get see me now tell whatcha gonna doA tough guy can be a dead guy when *****in wit my crewSo fasten your seat belt and see a hornets tripWell me stay hardcore for whatever, whteverChorus to fade
