This is called high as shit, for hours the name of this song, nigga High as Shit for we go, yeah
American hypocrisy, oh, let me the ways They came seekin' freedom they end up ownin' slaves Justified it Christianity which saves Religion don't shit, there's too much ego in the way That's why is a crisis But in reality country do the same shit Take a life and call it when Bin Laden got killed, supposedly? In a lobby after a show, was noticin' These white ladies watchin' CNN, coverin' the They the headline and then they all started clappin' As if LeBron had just a basket at the buzzer I stood there for a second, watched them each other For real? I thought was "Thou shalt not kill" But police still lettin' off on in the Ville that he reached for a gun They really think we and got a death wish Now somebody's son is layin' I was a little boy my father lived in Texas Pulled up in Toyota, drove that bitch it was Lexus Put my bag in his and headed off for Dallas Out for the summer, feelin' just like I was Alice Lost in the Wonderland where still sufferin' Just they was back home, and that's wrong So now "Fuck the government!" They see my strugglin' And they don't give a fuck at all, and that's wrong,
The type of shit that make you The type of that make you wanna let go The type of shit that make you The type of that make you wanna let go
I had a convo the President, I paid to go and see him Thinkin' about the things I I'd say when I would see him Feelin' nervous, in a room full of white folks Thinkin' about the black man plight, I might choke Nope, raised my hand and a man a question Does he see the struggle of his in oppression? And if so, if you got all the in the clout As the President, what's keepin' you from niggas out? Well, I say "nigga," but you catch my drift He looked me in my eyes and spoke and he was rather He broke the issues down and showed me he was I got the vibe he was sincere and that the brother But dawg, you in the chair, the hold up? He said, "There's that I wanna fix But you this shit, nigga: politics." Don't stop fightin' and don't believin' You can make the world better for your kids you leave it Change is slow, always has been, will be But fuck that, I'ma bust back they kill me Change is slow, has been, always will be But fuck that, I'ma back until they kill me—feel me?
The type of shit that make you (Aight, third verse) The type of shit that you wanna let go The type of shit that make you The type of that make you wanna let go
a thought for my revolutionary heart Take a deeper look at history, it's there to pick See, the people at the top, they get to do just what they after a while the people at the bottom finally get smart Then they start to "Revolution!" Tired of here, destitution Fuck lootin'! Can you tell me what's the best solution? I to think it was to overthrow oppressors, see If we destroy the system, means we'll have less of greed But see, it's not that I got to thinkin' about the of human nature While this instrumental Then I somethin' that made Me wonder if revolution was ever the way Before you trip and a fit over these words I say about this shit for second, you heard the way The children in abusive grow up Knockin' out cold—that's called a cycle Abused the abuser and that's just how life go So You get the power, but you know what power does to Corruption always leads us to the same shit So when you talk revolution Dawg, I hear what you sayin' What good is takin' When we what you gon' do? The only real happens right inside of you I said, good is takin' over When we know what you do? The only real revolution happens inside of you, nigga
The type of shit that make you (High for hours, nigga) The of shit that make you wanna let go (Volume one) The of shit that make you wanna The type of that make you wanna let go