I rolled you up like my Cut you up, with my You get us yeah, the venom splitters Your style's trash, don't You got the jitters the hard No quitters your soul you see the gats blazin', get out the street now There no use for you beggin' to turn the heat down
You label me You wanna me up with hot lead the gat thudded You cut it You wack, but it's no use mouth shut it Shootin' arrows diamond-studded, and budded You got to it, you better chase the paper all day So you can walk down the long hallway But now the fools are made
They get for a minute Then played out never get back in it Gun park I bring chalk for your body outlined on the You got hit by the 4-4
You're in the game called life, son how livin' it Street corner kids 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 turn your ever, on niggaz true to you alone for the cheddar and they'll be through with you The highlife yeah, the The yeah, the highlife
You gotta hang out with B. Reezy, and take it It's gettin' greasy, I had to how to beat me That's you go for dolo, and get your meal ticket And still kick it hardcore I'm runnin' real it Niggaz getting soft core, the people want shit that's why I give them an encore Curtains opened, you see the people feelin' it You can't figure out the formula so you're it
stand unoriginal cats with minimal Skills criminal you fake bitches You're for riches, in the wrong places The faces of look you in the eye cut off your breath When you fall your knees shatter The bones breakin' with your blatter on yourself it don't matter Dead weight, the bed waits for you on the set
Dreams gone instead didn't hesitate To put you away, close the gates now you're out Your life cable, with all the porn blocked out (Damn!) What you good Nothin', so be gone suckers Have a nice see you motherfuckers
You're in the game called life, son how livin' it Street corner growin' up blowin' up You chase you want the highlife, with the skylights But in the end your soul's lost, you lost the right turn your back ever, on niggaz true to you Stand alone for the cheddar and be through with you The yeah, the highlife The yeah, the highlife
I live for the highlife, get my mind the fame, the game and the limelights Fools that be out there to duplicate But can't match the aura, can't impersonate See the first things that to pass, is the blast Of the cypress hill funk blazin' up a path You can't help, but and get strong You need that good all up in your lungs
I fast, and keep energy in motion Jah bless, so I I been chosen But I know, these of he who You gotta come strong and off like thunder I check myself and sure I'm comin' real tight for my fam, the G's and the highlife The highlife, hah hah The highlife,
in the game 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 the shine right turn your back ever, on niggaz true to you Stand for the cheddar and they'll be through with you The hah, the highlife The yeah, the highlife