Ces Cru - Highlander lyrics

We were riding high they were rolling low
We were grinding heavy
They would take it slow
They wanna know the game
But it can't be told no, it can't be sold
Why they thinking that it can't be so

You gotta give me space
I gotta hit these dates
Got a lot of chick giving me chase
But can nobody ever seem to get
Me the pace, it’s quick, yeah
It’s Will Bixby and Gates
Hit ‘em with the- real sixteen for cake, yo
For god’s sakes, what I really need's a break
Break it down, roll it up
Philly weed and shake
Breaking down the rhyme at a millipede’s pace
Pray to see the light of day
Or will it be a waste
Hillary’s a fake and Don Trump’s a fraud


Either way they both livin’ way above the law
Hip Hop dead, motherfuck this, I’m gone
Master of Puppets and Justice for All
Load it up, kill ‘em all, reload and BRAT
Death Magnetic, let them all fade to black
I been chillin’ out in the back hallway
Waitin’ for one of y’all to collapse on stage
My hat’s off
Better get your facts all straight
Before you get figured out and
Get black balled hey!
I see you runnin’ like a track star
Too bad you run in a
Circle 'round in the backyard
It’s like nobody did ever
Listen to Black Star
And if they did they probably
Thought it was wack bars
I guess they too cool for school
They act dumb and sell the venom to kids and
Get ‘em a fat sum
I’m highlander maybe one of the last ones
Who give a fuck what they talk
About in their rap song, ya!

We were riding high they were rolling low
We were grinding heavy
They would take it slow
They wanna know the game
But it can't be told no, it can't be sold
Why they thinking that it can't be so
We were riding high they were rolling low
We were grinding heavy
They would take it slow
They wanna know the game
But it can't be told and it can't be sold
When you're rollin' with the banditos

Keep an eye on the clock
As the hands go around
'Cause you gotta know the time and the season
Listen up and everybody soundin’ like clowns
They never had a rhyme nor a reason
The roof is on fire, everybody leavin’
The air is thin and it got everybody wheezin’
I got the keys, keys, keys
Got the keys, keys, keys
Which means I be gone for the weekend
These idiots be acting like I ain’t got
It when I always had it
Been at it with a pad and a
Pen and it never mattered the patterns
I was developin’ hell
I been a veteran long as a lot
Of y’all walkin’ the planet and
I don’t need an automatic
I’m doing this out of habit
You silly rabbit, anybody can have it
If you with it then grab it
Do it good as the baddest
Take a look at the status
Yeah it’s Godi doin’ the Hammer Dance
Go ahead and forfeit, you never had a chance
They holla at us and we
Answer with an avalanche
I’m going Super Saiyan stayin’
In a battle stance
Kamehameha flying out of both of my hands
I need a milli
Travis said to give me that advance
I probably well enough to never
Need a battle plan
Even the Murs guy said I was a battered man
Show me the money dummy
Put it in my fucking hand

We were riding high they were rolling low
We were grinding heavy
They would take it slow
They wanna know the game
But it can't be told no, it can't be sold
Why they thinking that it can't be so
We were riding high they were rolling low
We were grinding heavy
They would take it slow
They wanna know the game
But it can't be told and it can't be sold
When you're rollin' with the banditos