High on a hill where the city seems tame Beyond the shimmer is where I sit and hide Hush now people don?t you cry, It takes a hundred pleas to fetch
if they can't screw me they find a way to sue me Now can you picture me coolin at a night club somethin for love, but muthafuckas want a ?beamer? Since I wear a
Ali:) It's like a hot day in July Just bangin' when I fool guys It's the credible, edible, federal when I'm high On the hills on the lane 64 Chevy the
of dank and a couple of drinks so let's crank up a session Like Tri-City high school, was pullin em in a broke down Rabbit I spit a couple of words and
're a little older and they've been around They wrote in a letter, life is a whole lot better So pull up your stakes, children and come on down Acadian
of us have them? (How many of us have them?) Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, ones you can depend on? (Ones you can depend on?) Friends, Friends
' pretty It's like a hot day in July, just bangin' when I fool guys It's the credible, edible, federal when I'm high On the hills on the lane, '64 Chevy
You're nothin' but a clone, with nothin' to show You're a weak ass hoe, need a style of your own You're a weak ass hoe, you're a weak ass hoe (Punk ass
Durrin a playa like Ma Dukes I think I recall when I got my first tooth I was a teeny little ol teether perv on flea little bitches Some like a little
as we move a little higher Slowly makin' circles through the purple sky until You could barely see 'em wavin' down on Reggabilly Hill Ocean deep, mountain high And a
My roots are deeper than the bones, the others My colors that change with the sun My branches, we?re higher Than anything on the hillside On the day that
Attitude on drugs A few dollars in the bucket And scheming steady dreaming For a chance to make some duckets Caused a little ruckus on the sideline From the alley way to Cali, on
fast Still hearing voices Come on legs come on feet I?m just tryin make a little bit of history It?s like you write with a sharpie And you make a
mountainside Looks like a place to hide Descending into darkness now A chamber deep inside Days of betrayal Automation Screen coming on Ancient machines
So many years on my own No place I can call home A dome upon the hill - stare What can that building be - sound I hear a melody - look That's my philosophy