How Could You Not Be High At Such As a Time Like This?
How could you not be high at such as a time like this
The eve of nuclear Holocaust global crisis
I wish America could mind their own business
Fight a Russian come home get killed cause of my blackness
Dab off my rig with my nigs roll up a Jay and pray
Lord cover me in The Blood, wash all my sins away
But there's still love in the world we cannot live afraid
I'm mixing margaritas with mixed berry sorbet
The correlation between preparation and a Paranoia agent
Mushroom eighth personal internal affairs investigation
Alcohol to mask the pain and when we get salacious
Right back to hypochondriacs post ejaculation
And ladies if you don't orgasm you better demand some head
Like them girls tatu singing all the things she said
Fellas either get her off, or get left on read
I'ma tap her like a keg kegstand lift her legs
Do what it takes to distract ourselves from impending doom
Custom made glass to inhale these vapor fumes
Back in the day had the nitrous tank to sell these kids balloons
You'll float too, time don't heal all wounds
Because when it rain you can still feel the pain you need to dose
Precautionary measures, blocked receptors, don't let nobody close
Don't approach, all you niggas hoax
Dirty mirrors with the smoke
Y'all got god complex from sniffing coke
Cruel joke
Fake woke
How could you not be high at such as a time like this
How could you not be high at such as a time like this
How could you not be high at such as a time like this
How could you not be high at such as a time like this
How could you not want coexistence
Run a pick and roll with
The judge see my black skin and refuse a lower sentence
365 years how long y'all think I'm living
You pilgrims landed on Plymouth talking bout a friendly visit
Native blood courses my veins I can't trust thanksgiving
My ancestors displaced everybody niggas
That's why we take a shot when we meet a kindred spirit
Pour a little liquor, this shit deeper than lyrics
If our paranoia were premonitions, we would've been perished
If you poverty had a prequel then you wouldn't blame your parents
The way half you adults behave would leave your kids embarrassed
Hustle and flow word to Terrance
I pedal like 15 million merits
I need you to feel the love like Paris
Not the city bitch the heiress
Put those feathers on my headdress
Black foot ain't no half steppin
Go hard as my erection
Got it wrapped with the protection
That's the natural selection
How could you not be
How could you not be... high
High
But people been getting so high they died
The eve of nuclear Holocaust global crisis
I wish America could mind their own business
Fight a Russian come home get killed cause of my blackness
Dab off my rig with my nigs roll up a Jay and pray
Lord cover me in The Blood, wash all my sins away
But there's still love in the world we cannot live afraid
I'm mixing margaritas with mixed berry sorbet
The correlation between preparation and a Paranoia agent
Mushroom eighth personal internal affairs investigation
Alcohol to mask the pain and when we get salacious
Right back to hypochondriacs post ejaculation
And ladies if you don't orgasm you better demand some head
Like them girls tatu singing all the things she said
Fellas either get her off, or get left on read
I'ma tap her like a keg kegstand lift her legs
Do what it takes to distract ourselves from impending doom
Custom made glass to inhale these vapor fumes
Back in the day had the nitrous tank to sell these kids balloons
You'll float too, time don't heal all wounds
Because when it rain you can still feel the pain you need to dose
Precautionary measures, blocked receptors, don't let nobody close
Don't approach, all you niggas hoax
Dirty mirrors with the smoke
Y'all got god complex from sniffing coke
Cruel joke
Fake woke
How could you not be high at such as a time like this
How could you not be high at such as a time like this
How could you not be high at such as a time like this
How could you not be high at such as a time like this
How could you not want coexistence
Run a pick and roll with
The judge see my black skin and refuse a lower sentence
365 years how long y'all think I'm living
You pilgrims landed on Plymouth talking bout a friendly visit
Native blood courses my veins I can't trust thanksgiving
My ancestors displaced everybody niggas
That's why we take a shot when we meet a kindred spirit
Pour a little liquor, this shit deeper than lyrics
If our paranoia were premonitions, we would've been perished
If you poverty had a prequel then you wouldn't blame your parents
The way half you adults behave would leave your kids embarrassed
Hustle and flow word to Terrance
I pedal like 15 million merits
I need you to feel the love like Paris
Not the city bitch the heiress
Put those feathers on my headdress
Black foot ain't no half steppin
Go hard as my erection
Got it wrapped with the protection
That's the natural selection
How could you not be
How could you not be... high
High
But people been getting so high they died
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Writer(s): Mack Thomas
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