Cypress Hill - Highlife lyrics

I rolled you up like my Rizla
Cut you up, with my scissors
You wanna get us, yeah, the venom spitters
Your style's trash: don't litter
You got the jitters the hardhitters
No quitters your soul quivers
When you see the gats blazin
Get out the street now
There ain't 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 can't cut it
You wack, but it's, 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!

You're in the game called life, son
How you're livin it
Street corner kids growin up blowin up
You chase dreams you want the highlife
With the skylights
But in the end your soul's lost
You lost the shine right
Never turn your back ever
On niggas true to you
Stand alone for the cheddar
And they'll 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 it's gettin greasy
I had to learn how to beat me
That's when you go for dolo
And get your meal ticket
And still kick it hardcore I'm
Runnin real with it
Niggas getting softcore, the people want more
Hardcore shit that's why I
Give them an encore curtains opened
You see the people applaud feelin it
You can't figure out the formula
So you're stealin it
Can't stand unoriginal cats with minimal
Skills that's criminal - you fake bitches!
You're 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 don't matter
Dead weight
The bed wait's for you on the set date
Dreams gone instead fate didn't hesitate
To put you away
Close the gates now you're 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 motherfuckers!

You're in the game called life, son
How you're livin it
Street corner kids growin up blowin up
You chase dreams you want the highlife
With the skylights
But in the end your soul's lost
You lost the shine right
Never turn your back ever
On niggas true to you
Stand alone for the cheddar
And they'll be through with you
The highlife yeah, the highlife
The highlife yeah, the highlife

I live for the highlife, get my mind right
Fuck the fame, the game and the limelights
Fools that be out there tryin to duplicate
But they can't match the aura
Can't impersonate
See the first things that comes to pass
Is the blast of the Cypress Hill weed funk
Blazin up a path
You can't 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
I'm comin real tight
Rhyme for my fam, the G's and the highlife

The highlife - hah, hah the highlife yeah

You're in the game called life, son
How you're livin it
Street corner kids growin up blowin up
You chase dreams you want the highlife
With the skylights
But in the end your soul's lost
You lost the shine right

Never turn your back ever
On niggas true to you
Stand alone for the cheddar
And they'll be through with you
The highlife yeah, the highlife
The highlife yeah, the highlife