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Music Makes Me High (Daz remix)
Lost Boyz Canibus Tha Dogg Pound
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Shit
Man, I ain't had no weed all day, you know what I'm sayin'?
There go my niggas from the Lost Boyz
Gettin' smoked under the table, you know what I'm sayin'?
I got five ounces, so what's happenin'? (One time)
That's what I'm sayin'
We bless the track, front to the back
Obie fam, Dogg Pound, we attack
One time for the L-T-L-B
Family come through, this how we do
Group Home Universal, bounce once
I'm smokin' on my blunts
Yo, man, we kickin' it
Power moves to be made (Made), rap game to trade
Clown niggas gettin' played, it's gettin' sharp as a blade
Man, the mind stays used, I'm stay confused but steady thinkin'
I got one Dutch burnin', I'm already drinkin'
Here to lay the real, I know the deal, I feel the envy
For those that tried to blind me, right behind me where my men be
Dutches be burnin' soon as I let scratch
With Ski from Tennessee and my main man Jack
Caught up in the game, black, can't explain that
For longevity, that's where I aim at
You wanna come through and try to test your fuckin' skills?
Kid, I got the shit to pay the rent plus the bills
Send your clown niggas back to the fuckin' hills
Me and my fam givin' competition chills
For real, from the East to the West
L-B, all about G's, who's the best?
Break your ass down (Down) like a pronoun ('Noun)
Wanna roll with me and my clique, the Dogg Pound?
Throw your hands up, you wanna fuckin' toss?
I'm that guy, land of the lost
Now, I'm just your ordinary guy
Love bitches and money and love bein' high
Run with the Dogg Pound, my brother P, get down
Music makes me high
Yo, combination of Mr. Cheeks, Canibus and Kurupt
Is enough to make the reels on cassette tapes bust
'Cause none of you fools is capable
My lyrical'll knock you on the floor like a mechanical bull
Rhymes ricochet off the inner walls of my lungs
And go past the tongue faster than bullets come out of guns
Who wants to be the one to get struck first?
I'll bury they body on any other planet except the Earth
I'll rip up, swell your lip up, it's a stick-up
Make you put your hands on your head like you was doin' sit-ups
Lost Boyz and DPG causin' trouble
We out of control like involuntary muscle
Can't nobody else smoke more than my team
Twenty pounds of weed and a gallon of Visine
Yah know what I mean?
I fly the friendly skies whenever music makes me high
I'm so high, this music makes me high
I'm so high, this music makin' me high
I'm so high, this music makes me high
I'm so high, this music makin' me high
Territorial game, what's your name? Where you at?
I'm comin' through with a MAC, I'm out to get my paper back
You can't harm me even if you live eternal
Get incinerated from this verbal inferno
From what's created, get physically castrated
I'm so glad I made it in a world where I'm hated
Big time gamer, got the game orchestrated correctly
Mashin' in Jags and Bentleys
Imitated 'cause you's an imitator, punk
Jump with Kurupt and get slumped 'cause I dumps
With no questions, or no hesitation, I'm bustin'
End of discussion as my adrenaline's rushin'
Irrational, the Mr. Castro of the capital
It's actual, factual fact, I use tactical skills
To get me in the position to kill
Get popped like pills tryin' to jump with the reals
I'm so high, this music makes me high
I'm so high, this music makin' me high
I'm so high, this music makes me high
I'm so high, this music makin' me high
Yeah, can I rock? Uh, can I rock my rhymes?
The deadliest rhymes, as lethal as landmines
Time after time, I beat the hell out of a track
Most definitely, I gets busy when we attack
Notes, analog, dialogues and formats
Be on some ill type street raps from way back
As a child, I got wild with styles
And need to shine all day and rock the crowds
I destroy, completely vaporizin' my opponents
Be on it like a hornet, kick you dead in your stomach
Doggone it, tell me why they want it so bad
Daz Dillinger, killin' and peelin' caps back
So get down, tell me all come around
So get down, Lost Boyz and Dogg Pound
I bet you catch a scene, now tell me what you gonna do?
A tough guy could be a dead guy fuckin' with my crew
So fasten your seatbelt and see how hard it's felt
Therefore we stay hardcore, whatevs, whatevs
I'm so high, this music makes me high
I'm so high, this music makin' me high
I'm so high, this music makes me high
I'm so high, this music makin' me high
I'm so high, this music makes me high
I'm so high, this music makin' me high
I'm so high, this music makes me high
I'm so high, this music makin' me high
I'm so high, this music makes me high
I'm so high, this music makin' me high
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