NAS

NAS - High lyrics

rate me

At the count of three

I want ya'll to tell me the name of my new DJ

1, 2, 3,.. 4, 5

The wild Gremlins

Ya'll know the F. right?

When the winner lose... and the loosers win

Nobody scores just a few good men

But everybody sins

A lot of young die

Fall in the trap, strung high

Try to go illegal, but the hood calling you back

Flipping the crack, cause I miss it for example

Watching base-heads wildin on my first sample

I elevated up, since my snakes in my circumference

Now I hit my niggas with cakes and say, "Pump This"

Thank god for cracks, corners, and marijuana

Hoodrats and good gats to carry on ya

I got dead friends, misled friends, crackhead friends

Wild Gremlins, who "bust led" friends

Silent weapons for quiet wars

Allow gats,

Tussle too long, some shiny moves the crowd back

It's powerful, niggas would die over respect

And money is secondary to that whole aspect

I Love it, when I'm... High

I'm at my Best, when I'm... Hiiigh

I like my sex, when I'm... Hii-iiigh

Cash, Tecs... Flash Tecs, when I ride through ya projects

And clap at sets, a nigga... High

North, South, East, West, riders get... Hiiigh

I take ya'll niggas on a lyrical... Hii-iiigh

I twist it up, Listen up to the real shit, feel this, REALNESS!

Niggas rushing to the top, not knowing what it takes to be...

King Of The Industry, the wise move patiently

Ya niggas is hating me, won't be happy till I'm back witcha...

Selling crack witcha, half & half on a pack witcha

My pen and pad, paint a black picture...

Of young ghouls passing liquor, after-hour store mass and figures

Street corner combos, stagger and Wan knows...

Tahoes coming through, blasting songs I know

Niggas schieme, girls pregnant by sixteen

Clique out to get rich...

Empty clips for cream

Same funeral home, for different stiff bodies

Once I'm up a new family goes there, it don't surprise me

Cry to the tears, dried up inside me

Revenge to the end, laws in NYC

Got up by the way I used to be...

Apartment 5D... where dope fiends in the hall try your knob when you sleep

Surveilance Cameras in my house now, watching you creep

Spot you from deep, guns for all possible beef

Niggas try to rock you asleep

Kidnap your whole fam for a week

Asking for ransom, niggas straving, dieing to eat

I Love it, when I'm... High

I'm at my Best, when I'm... Hiiigh

Yo... I like my sex, when I'm... Hii-iiigh

Cash, Tecs... Flash Tecs, when I ride through ya projects

And clap at sets, a nigga... High

North, South, East, West, riders get... Hiiigh

I take ya'll niggas on a lyrical... Hii-iiigh

I twist it up, Listen up to the real shit, feel this, REALNESS!

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