Nas - High lyrics

The wild Gremlins ya'll know the F right?

When the winner lose and the losers win
Nobody scores just a few good men
But everybody sins a lot of young die
Fall in the trap, strung high
Try to go legal
But the hood calling you back
Flipping the crack
Cause I miss it for example
Watching base heads wildin' on
My first sample i elevated up
Since snakes in my circumference
Now I hit my niggas with cakes and say
"Pump This"
Thank god for cracks, corners, and marijuana
Hoodrats and good gats to carry on ya
I got dead friends, misled friends
Crackhead friends
Wild Gremlins, who "bust led" friends
Silent weapons for quiet wars or loud gats
Tussle too long
Some shiny moves the crowd back
It's powerful, niggas would die over respect
And money is secondary to that whole aspect

I Love it, when I'm high
I'm at my Best, when I'm hiiigh
I like my sex, when I'm hii-iiigh
Cash, Tecs flash Tecs
When I ride through ya projects
And clap at sets, a nigga high
North, South, East, West, riders get hiiigh
I take ya'll niggas on a lyrical hii-iiigh
I twist it up, Listen up to
The real shit, feel this, rEALNESS!

Niggas rushing to the top
Not knowing what it takes to be
King Of The Industry, the wise move patiently
Ya niggas is hating me
Won't be happy till I'm back witcha
Selling crack witcha
Half & half on a pack witcha
My pen and pad, paint a black picture
Of young goons passing liquor
After-hour store mass of niggas
Street corner combos, staggering winos
Tahoes coming through, blasting songs I know
Niggas scheme, girls pregnant by sixteen
Clique out to get rich empty clips for cream
Same funeral home, for different stiff bodies
Once a month a new family goes there
It don't surprise me
Cried 'til the tears, dried up inside me
Revenge to the end, laws in NYC
Got up by the way I used to be
Apartment 5D where dope fiends in the hall
Try your knob when you sleep
Surveillance Cameras in my house now
Watching you creep spot you from deep
Guns for all possible beef
Niggas try to rock you asleep
Kidnap your whole fam for a week
Asking for ransom, niggas starving
Dying to eat

I Love it, when I'm high
I'm at my Best, when I'm hiiigh
Yo i like my sex, when I'm hii-iiigh
Cash, Tecs flash Tecs
When I ride through ya projects
And clap at sets, a nigga high
North, South, East, West, riders get hiiigh
I take ya'll niggas on a lyrical hii-iiigh
I twist it up, Listen up to
The real shit, feel this, rEALNESS!