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[00:00.86]Artist:cypress hill
[00:01.73]Songs Title:highlife
[00:25.05]I rolled you up like my rizla
[00:26.24]Cut you up with my sisters
[00:26.48]You wanna get us - yeah the venom spitters
[00:27.55]Your styles trash dont litter
[00:29.23]You got the jitters the hardhitters
[00:30.42]No quitters your soul quivers
[00:33.73]When you see the gats blazin get out the street now
[00:35.61]There aint no use for you beggin to turn the heat down
[00:35.98]You label me coldblooded
[00:36.17]You wanna warm me up with hot lead the gat thudded
[00:39.05]You cant cut it
[00:40.36]You wack but its - no use your mouth shut it
[00:43.04]Shootin arrows diamond-studded and still budded
[00:45.11]You got to love it you better chase the paper all day
[00:47.79]So you can walk down the long platinum hallway
[00:50.29]But now the fools are minutemade
[00:51.67]They get played for a minute
[00:53.17]Then played out they never get back in it
[00:55.54]Gun park I bring chalk for your body outlined on the floor
[00:56.86]You got hit by the 4-4
[00:59.98]Youre in the game called life son - how youre livin it
[01:02.98]Street corner kids growin up blowin up
[01:05.42]You chase dreams you want the highlife with the skylights
[01:08.04]But in the end your souls lost you lost the shine right
[01:10.61]Never turn your back ever on niggaz true to you
[01:13.17]Stand alone for the cheddar - and theyll be through with you
[01:15.67]The highlife yeah the highlife
[01:17.61]The highlife yeah the highlife
[01:20.42]You gotta hang out with b reezy and take it easy
[01:23.23]Its gettin greasy I had to learn how to beat me
[01:25.67]Thats when you go for dolo and get your meal ticket
[01:28.17]And still kick it hardcore Im runnin real with it
[01:30.67]Niggaz getting softcore the people want more
[01:33.04]Hardcore shit thats why I give them an encore
[01:35.60]Curtains opened you see the people applaud feelin it
[01:38.04]You cant figure out the formula so youre stealin it
[01:40.54]Cant stand unoriginal cats with minimal
[01:41.54]Skills thats criminal - you fake bitches
[01:44.11]Youre lookin for riches in the wrong places
[01:46.23]The faces of death look you in the eye cut off your breath
[01:50.98]When you fall feel your knees shatter
[01:53.97]The bones breakin with your weak blatter
[01:56.54]Pissin on yourself it dont matter
[01:57.61]Dead weight the bed waits for you on the set date
[01:59.91]Dreams gone instead fate didnt hesitate
[02:02.10]To put you away close the gates now youre locked out
[02:03.91]Your life cable with all the porn channels blocked out (damn )
[02:06.16]What you good for nothin so be gone suckers
[02:09.04]Have a nice trip see you motherf**kers
[02:11.16]I live for the highlife get my mind right
[02:13.42]F**k the fame the game and the limelights
[02:14.79]Fools that be out there tryin to duplicate
[02:15.54]But they cant match the aura cant impersonate
[02:16.29]See the first things that comes to pass is the blast
[02:17.66]Of the cypress hill weed funk blazin up a path
[02:18.66]You cant help but inhale and get strong
[02:19.66]You need that good shit all up in your lungs
[02:21.16]I live fast and keep energy in motion
[02:22.10]Jah bless so I feel I been chosen
[02:23.04]But I know of he who conquers
[02:23.97]You gotta come strong and sound off like thunder
[02:24.91]I check myself and make sure Im comin real tight
[02:26.91]Rhyme for my fam the gs and the highlife
[02:29.16]The highlife - hah hah
[02:30.16]The highlife yeah

文本歌词


Artist:cypress hill
Songs Title:highlife
I rolled you up like my rizla
Cut you up with my sisters
You wanna get us - yeah the venom spitters
Your styles trash dont litter
You got the jitters the hardhitters
No quitters your soul quivers
When you see the gats blazin get out the street now
There aint no use for you beggin to turn the heat down
You label me coldblooded
You wanna warm me up with hot lead the gat thudded
You cant cut it
You wack but its - no use your mouth shut it
Shootin arrows diamond-studded and still budded
You got to love it you better chase the paper all day
So you can walk down the long platinum hallway
But now the fools are minutemade
They get played for a minute
Then played out they never get back in it
Gun park I bring chalk for your body outlined on the floor
You got hit by the 4-4
Youre in the game called life son - how youre livin it
Street corner kids growin up blowin up
You chase dreams you want the highlife with the skylights
But in the end your souls lost you lost the shine right
Never turn your back ever on niggaz true to you
Stand alone for the cheddar - and theyll be through with you
The highlife yeah the highlife
The highlife yeah the highlife
You gotta hang out with b reezy and take it easy
Its gettin greasy I had to learn how to beat me
Thats when you go for dolo and get your meal ticket
And still kick it hardcore Im runnin real with it
Niggaz getting softcore the people want more
Hardcore shit thats why I give them an encore
Curtains opened you see the people applaud feelin it
You cant figure out the formula so youre stealin it
Cant stand unoriginal cats with minimal
Skills thats criminal - you fake bitches
Youre lookin for riches in the wrong places
The faces of death look you in the eye cut off your breath
When you fall feel your knees shatter
The bones breakin with your weak blatter
Pissin on yourself it dont matter
Dead weight the bed waits for you on the set date
Dreams gone instead fate didnt hesitate
To put you away close the gates now youre locked out
Your life cable with all the porn channels blocked out (damn )
What you good for nothin so be gone suckers
Have a nice trip see you motherf**kers
I live for the highlife get my mind right
F**k the fame the game and the limelights
Fools that be out there tryin to duplicate
But they cant match the aura cant impersonate
See the first things that comes to pass is the blast
Of the cypress hill weed funk blazin up a path
You cant help but inhale and get strong
You need that good shit all up in your lungs
I live fast and keep energy in motion
Jah bless so I feel I been chosen
But I know of he who conquers
You gotta come strong and sound off like thunder
I check myself and make sure Im comin real tight
Rhyme for my fam the gs and the highlife
The highlife - hah hah
The highlife yeah

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