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High In The Clouds - текст песни



High In The Clouds


(feat. Black Rob)



[Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard]

I wanna stay high in the clouds

I wanna keep plenty of pussy around

I'm gonna keep puttin' in bullets in pocket

Just in case, it's goin' down

I'm a Brooklyn soldier, yes, I'm is

If you lookin' for a problem, here it is

I'm worser than the cross and bones, and that's danger

I don't give a fuck, what beef it is



[Ol' Dirty Bastard]

Now I'mma get serious, pussy don't talk, went the heat come out

Niggaz sleep on Dirty, til the street come out

I like fame, but lockdown changed the nigga

Now it's all about the gauge, on the stage for nigga

Cuz haters wanna shoot, everything that shine

So I'm prepared, to lock and load my rhymes

Eat, two at a time, while my mind is bent

And dare motherfucker, come with Brook' with that

I be rollin' on the Boulevard, nothin' better rush

I'm like Big Ben with my middle finger up

Sidewalk hash, make thugs relax

Got a team that could vile your habitat

More gritty than Diddy, cause my hair's uncombed

Streets I roam, are too hot to throw on poems

Feel like L.A. blocks, home, when the yay is yo

Gotta rob a motherfucker when the day is slow



[Chorus]



[Black Rob]

Uh, pussy doctor, four-four cocker

Platinum, baby, ya'll niggaz is goin' copper

I'm down in Bad Boy South with the nigga Chopper

Programmed to blow shit up, like Dennis Hopper

Hella pointed, hop out the helicopter

It's L.A.X. for the weed, it's hella proper

I rap, but still stick hoes for door knockers

And if she's persistent, block her, block her, block her

Infered, I call it the show shocker

It's M.S.G., with Jay-Z, the show stopper

And this is for them gangsta dudes, know you boppin'

That take dough, and don't take shorts for no coppers

My team are life stoppers, watch me split ya life up

Like Mekhi Phifer, in the movie "Clockers"

And just for doing the thing, they try to lock us

Wanna find me? I'm layin' the back with the pill poppers



[Chorus x2]



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