Nas - High Lyrics
At the count of threeI want ya'll to tell me the name of my new DJ1, 2, 3,.. 4, 5[talking: Nas]The wild GremlinsYa'll know the F. right?[Nas:]When the winner lose... and the loosers winNobody scores just a few good menBut everybody sinsA lot of young dieFall in the trap, strung highTry to go illegal, but the hood calling you backFlipping the crack, cause I miss it for exampleWatching base-heads wildin on my first sampleI elevated up, since my snakes in my circumferenceNow I hit my niggas with cakes and say, "Pump This"Thank god for cracks, corners, and marijuanaHoodrats and good gats to carry on yaI got dead friends, misled friends, crackhead friendsWild Gremlins, who "bust led" friendsSilent weapons for quiet warsAllow gats,Tussle too long, some shiny moves the crowd backIt's powerful, niggas would die over respectAnd money is secondary to that whole aspect[Chorus:]I Love it, when I'm... HighI'm at my Best, when I'm... HiiighI like my sex, when I'm... Hii-iiighCash, Tecs... Flash Tecs, when I ride through ya projectsAnd clap at sets, a nigga... HighNorth, South, East, West, riders get... HiiighI take ya'll niggas on a lyrical... Hii-iiighI twist it up, Listen up to the real shit, feel this, REALNESS![Nas:]Niggas rushing to the top, not knowing what it takes to be...King Of The Industry, the wise move patientlyYa niggas is hating me, won't be happy till I'm back witcha...Selling crack witcha, half & half on a pack witchaMy pen and pad, paint a black picture...Of young ghouls passing liquor, after-hour store mass and figuresStreet corner combos, stagger and Wan knows...Tahoes coming through, blasting songs I knowNiggas schieme, girls pregnant by sixteenClique out to get rich...Empty clips for creamSame funeral home, for different stiff bodiesOnce I'm up a new family goes there, it don't surprise meCry to the tears, dried up inside meRevenge to the end, laws in NYCGot up by the way I used to be...Apartment 5D... where dope fiends in the hall try your knob when you sleepSurveilance Cameras in my house now, watching you creepSpot you from deep, guns for all possible beefNiggas try to rock you asleepKidnap your whole fam for a weekAsking for ransom, niggas straving, dieing to eat[Chorus:]I Love it, when I'm... HighI'm at my Best, when I'm... HiiighYo... I like my sex, when I'm... Hii-iiighCash, Tecs... Flash Tecs, when I ride through ya projectsAnd clap at sets, a nigga... HighNorth, South, East, West, riders get... HiiighI take ya'll niggas on a lyrical... Hii-iiighI twist it up, Listen up to the real shit, feel this, REALNESS!
