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Lyrics for How High (Remix) by Method Man:
| | | Artist: | Method Man |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | How High (Remix) | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 72 | | | | Lyrics: | Intro:
Takin it from the top?
Tippy? Tippy?
How High?....
The Ultimate High....
Verse One: Method Man
Scuse me as I
kiss the sky
Sing a song of six pence, a pocket full a rye
Who the fuck wanna
die for their culture
Stalk the dead body like a vulture
Tical get, HMMM
Blacker than your blackest stallion
Hit your house'n projects
I
represent the Shaolin my nigga
Hell yes, Apocalypse now, the gun blow
It be goin
down, diggy diggy down diggy down down
Verse Two: Redman
While the
planets and the stars and the moons collapse
When I raise my trigga finga all yall niggaz
hit the decks!
Cause aint no need for that, hustlers and hardcores
Raw to the
floor raw like Reservoir Dogs
The Green-Eyed Bandit can't stand it
With more
Fruitier Loops then that Toucan Sam Bitch
Plus, the Bombazee got me wild
(Fuckin
with us) is a straight suicide
Verse Three: Method Man
10 9 8 7 6 5 4
3 2 Murder 1 lyric at your door
Tical bring it to that ass raw
Breakin
all the rules like glass jaws
Nigga, you got to get mine to get yours
Fucka, we
dont need no rap tour
I'd rather kick the facts and catch you with the rap-ture
More than you bargained for
Tical, that stays open like an all nite store
For real, I keeps it ill like a piece of blue steel
Pointed at your temple with
the intent to kill
And end your existance, M-E-T
Ain't no use for resistance,
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