So High

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Yeah
 So
 High
 All we fiend is a check, power and respect
 Freer than a slave
 Middle pass to the left
 Get
 Cash and the rep
 Spent it on the fast way to cess
 All we fiend is a check, power and respect
 Freer than a slave
 Middle pass to the left
 Get
 Cash and the rep
 Stress, fast way to death
 The overflowin' of the passion from the Netherlands
 Flyin' with my Dutchess
 Most time that could I ever spend
 Pocket full of desert
 Pickin' through a carpet blend
 Growin' dates every Spring but just to burn where Mary stand
 Lord of ring of smoke
 Elopin' where the crease began
 To the other side of feelin' lower than the beast in man
 Override a hidden soldier in a beastly plan
 Who polarize
 Kill or dyin' over leaky sand
 I travel schools of hard pavement on the middle path of gravel
 Sayin' fuck babbles and gavels
 Don't give a damn
 I need to smoke before I croak
 But life I understand
 A joke
 I gotta be my own afloat but still do all I can
 High as ibis beaks drippin' ink on Abraham
 In Sphinx temples creep three geckos in the blizz
 The ratchet in the biz
 Rap and latch it from my kids
 Hottest boxin' in your doctrine
 Not an option to forbid
 The meanin' to obscene
 Three levels to the dream
 Your haters the projections when you wake up to the scheme
 Smoke the screen
 Mary wetter when her red dress scream
 Triple beam
 Aliens that's drownin' in a submarine
 I forseen life through literature, readin' in between
 Lines that intervene vines
 Why you watchin' me relieve mine?
 Elohim signs
 Souly Bible Al Green shine
 4th Chakra open for the messenger to bring wine over
 Intertwinin' with Medusa in her gold shrine
 Erected with my mind sutra
 One of the third kind
 Roll light spark the darkness
 With more papers than Harvard blow mine
 Cause you think the smartest pay for most shine
 Caught up in hype but for the spite to take it that far
 Milkin' every titty cause the nifty high as rap stars
 Hit me with the fat cause
 A pasture just to roll lambs
 Donuts in the future after grown plans
 Yo they say that God soul is 7 grams from an ounce
 We livin' on this plane to take the justice to account
 Callin' for a new connection, direction to the mount
 To say my own confessions
 Tend to float up from my mouth
 Feelin' fog is the impression, a blessing
 Hear me out
 For those who born to burn oppression
 It's the clearin' to the doubt
 Adherin' to the route of engineering of the feelin'
 It's appearance in a shout
 Inside a world that's quite dimmed out
 Atoms on a spin out
 Form of the Vesica, Pisces
 The light of inner city America
 In two ciphers
 Double helix the truest nature
 Dogon the codon
 High as the Canis Major
 In a laser, my niggas came for grass around the manger
 Just to study, the meaning of the pressure to the labor
 My neighbor got raided
 Hold his grind as a favor
 Just to break up
 Mind stated sentences on the wake up
 Fast
 Just live
 

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Duration
04:06
Key
10
Tempo
94 BPM

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