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TERMANOLOGY FT. RAS KASS & WAIS P lyrics : "We Stay High"

(Intro)
Sometimes keeping it real goes wrong
Termanology, Ras Kass, Wais The P and Statik


(Hook)
My block stay high, guap stay high

You could tell I'm high, by the look in my eyes
Ever since a teen, I fiend to get high
I sell !@%!e and sell weed to get by

Round stay fly, B steak fine
All over the scene, and scream and get live
You know me, got them blood shot eyes

No reason to keep a disguise I get high

(Verse)

I'm a skyrider, no airplanes,
I'm a fly rider, skype sex rotten neck roll
Futuristic sci fi

Big boy cabs, like moms and alcoholic type rider
Turn (*##$es on, no cuts, I'm a wildfire
West side of Californication, I'm a best sider

Pissed on your (*##$, Adam's apple, now it's just cider
In wider, static wise thrown, it's classic
We create hip hop word to Mister Magic

I'm from Doctor Jekyl to Mister Hyde
So mister hide he thinks to ride
My papi feel like hip hop got too flossy

I put a rapper in a wheel chair like De Grassi
Animal, cannibal, Hannibal Lecter
Mechanic inorganic, coronical congestion

Listen, when god speak, you mental midgets
$#&@ studio thugs, I'm a skinny jeans biggen ^!$$%


(Hook)
My block stay high, guap stay high
You could tell I'm high, by the look in my eyes

Ever since a teen, I fiend to get high
I sell !@%!e and sell weed to get by
Round stay fly, B steak fine

All over the scene, and scream and get live
You know me, got them blood shot eyes
No reason to keep a disguise I get high


(Verse)
A pimp sits on mount Everest

I treat a (*##$ #~!!@ like a treasure chest
Diamonds and furs, rubies
Overseas money, indian rupees

Lady squares with the truth, that's my $#&@ing duty
Lizard on my shoulder, snake through my belt loops
And I ain't talking snakeskin I got alive

Cobra Tai, let the tongue slither break glass cut you with the sliffer
Mixed martial arts, poison partial darts
Kill you all for hard, stop your hearts

Your blood pressure's the only way, you top the charts
Flow voga, dick crime, beat the case, white border
Got away clean, feeling sunder

Or maybe, call me Casey, Anthony, anthropologist
Acknowledge this, I went solo Dave Hollister
Polisher, abolish you with the silencer

Put holes in you like a calendar
Any date on the calendar


(Hook)
My block stay high, guap stay high
You could tell I'm high, by the look in my eyes

Ever since a teen, I fiend to get high
I sell !@%!e and sell weed to get by
Round stay fly, B steak fine

All over the scene, and scream and get live
You know me, got them blood shot eyes
No reason to keep a disguise I get high


(Verse)
Hey yo, my dog 7 30, whip 7 40

Sold 40000 records, still sippin 40's
Money can't change me, chain still goldy
I shut down every club, call me 40-40
Got 40 shorties, down to get naughty
Life of the party, in everybody story

Cake standtee, got trees in my leaves
Got trees like the leaves, blowin piff in the breeze
Wise came in the mink, rise in the low low
With a couple white girls, looking like coco
Took a couple kims, brought them to my dojo

Slammed them on the mat, then put them in the chokehold
Ladies call me a freak, fellows call me awesome
Cause I write records bout menages and foursomes
LeBron's and the forces, Jay's man I got em all
That's why the crib stay looking like the mall


(Hook)
My block stay high, guap stay high
You could tell I'm high, by the look in my eyes
Ever since a teen, I fiend to get high

I sell !@%!e and sell weed to get by
Round stay fly, B steak fine
All over the scene, and scream and get live
You know me, got them blood shot eyes
No reason to keep a disguise I get high



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