I you up like my rizla Cut you up, with my You get us yeah, the venom splitters style's trash, don't litter You got the the hard hitters No your soul quivers you see the gats blazin', get out the street now There ain't no use for you beggin' to turn the heat
You label me You wanna me up with hot lead the gat thudded You cut it You wack, but no use your mouth shut it Shootin' arrows diamond-studded, and budded You got to love it, you better the paper all day So you can walk down the platinum hallway But now the fools are made
They get for a minute Then played out they get back in it Gun I bring chalk for your body outlined on the floor You got hit by the 4-4
in the game called life, son how you're livin' it Street kids growin' up blowin' up You chase dreams you the highlife, with the skylights But in the end soul's lost, you lost the shine right Never your back ever, on niggaz true to you Stand alone for the cheddar and they'll be with you The yeah, the highlife The highlife yeah, the
You hang out with B. Reezy, and take it easy gettin' greasy, I had to learn how to beat me That's when you go for dolo, and get meal ticket And still kick it hardcore I'm runnin' with it Niggaz soft core, the people want more Hardcore shit that's why I give an encore Curtains opened, you see the applaud feelin' it You can't figure out the so you're stealin' it
Can't unoriginal cats with minimal Skills that's criminal you bitches lookin' for riches, in the wrong places The of death look you in the eye cut off your breath When you fall feel knees shatter The bones breakin' with your blatter Pissin' on it don't matter Dead weight, the bed for you on the set date
Dreams gone instead fate hesitate To put you away, close the gates now locked out Your life cable, with all the porn channels out (Damn!) What you for? Nothin', so be gone suckers a nice trip see you motherfuckers
You're in the game called life, son how livin' it Street kids growin' up blowin' up You dreams you want the highlife, with the skylights But in the end soul's lost, you lost the shine right Never your back ever, on niggaz true to you Stand alone for the cheddar and they'll be through you The yeah, the highlife The yeah, the highlife
I live for the highlife, get my right Fuck the fame, the and the limelights that be out there tryin' to duplicate But can't match the aura, can't impersonate See the first things comes to pass, is the blast Of the cypress hill weed funk blazin' up a You can't help, but inhale and get You need that good shit all up in lungs
I live fast, and energy in motion Jah bless, so I I been chosen But I know, of he who conquers You gotta strong and sound off like thunder I check myself and make I'm comin' real tight Rhyme for my fam, the G's and the The highlife, hah hah The highlife,
You're in the called life, son how you're livin' it Street corner growin' up blowin' up You chase dreams you want the highlife, the skylights But in the end your soul's lost, you lost the right Never turn back ever, on niggaz true to you Stand alone for the and they'll be through with you The highlife hah, the The highlife yeah, the