High for Hours

Album: single release only (2017)
  • This is called being high as shit
    For hours
    That's the name of this song nigga, "High as Shit for Hours"
    Here we go, yeah

    American hypocrisy, oh let me count the ways
    They came here seeking freedom and they end up owning slaves
    Justified it using Christianity would say
    Religion don't mean shit, it's too much ego in the way
    That's why ISIS is a crisis
    But in reality this country do the same shit
    Take a life and call it righteous
    Remember when Bin Laden got killed, supposedly
    In a hotel lobby after a show
    Was noticing these white ladies watching CNN
    Covering the action
    They read the headline and then they all started clapping
    As if Lebron has just scored a basket at the buzzer
    I stood there for a second watch them high five each other
    For real? I though this was thou shalt not kill
    But police still letting off on niggas in the Ville
    Claiming that he reached for a gun
    They really think we dumb and got a death wish
    Now somebody's son is laying breathless
    When I was a little boy my father lived in Texas
    Pulled up in Toyota, drove that bitch like it was Lexus
    Put my bag in his trunk and headed off for Dallas
    Out their for the summer feeling just like I was Alice
    Lost in the wonder land where niggas still suffering
    Just like they was back home and that's wrong

    So now its fuck the government, they see my niggas struggling
    And they don't give a fuck at all and that's wrong, yeah

    The type of shit that make you wanna
    The type of shit that make you wanna let go
    The type of shit that make you wanna
    The type of shit that make you wanna let go

    I had a convo with the president, I paid to go and see him
    Thinking bout the things I said I'd say when I would see him
    Feeling nervous, sitting in a room full of white folks
    Thinking about the black man plight, think I might choke, nope
    Raised my hand and asked a man a question
    'Does he see the struggles of his brothers in oppression?
    And if so, if you got all the power in the clout as the president
    What's keeping you from helping niggas out?'
    Well I didn't say nigga, but you catch my drift
    He look me in my eyes and spoke and he was rather swift
    He broke the issues down and showed me he was well aware
    I got the vibe he was sincere and that the brother cared
    But dawg you in the chair, what's the hold up?
    He said there's things that I wanna fix
    But you know this shit nigga, politics
    Don't stop fighting and don't stop believing
    You can make the world better for your kids before you leave it

    Change is slow, always has been, always will be
    But fuck that, I'mma bust back, 'till they kill me
    Change is slow, always has been, always will be
    But fuck that, I'mma bust back until they kill me
    You feel me?

    The type of shit that make you wanna (Aight third verse)
    The type of shit that make you wanna let go
    The type of shit that make you wanna
    The type of shit that make you wanna let go

    Here's a thought for my revolutionary heart
    Take a deeper look at history, it's there to pick apart
    See the people at the top, they get to do just what they want
    'Til after while the people at the bottom finally get smart
    Then they start to holla revolution, tired of living here, destitution
    Fuck that looting, can you tell me what's the best solution?
    I used to think it was to over throw oppressors
    See, if we destroy the system that means we'll have less of greed
    But see, it's not that simple
    I got to thinking 'bout the history of human nature
    While this instrumental, play
    Then I realized something that made me wonder if revolution was really ever the way
    Before you trip and throw a fit over these words I say
    Think about this shit for second, you heard the way
    The children in abusive households grow up knocking girlfriends out cold
    That's called a cycle
    Abused becomes the abuser and that how life go
    So understand
    Look at the power, but you know what power does to man
    Corruption always leads us to the same shit again
    So when you talk about revolution dawg, I hear just what you saying

    What good is taking over, when we know what you gon' do
    The only real revolution happens right inside of you
    I said
    What good is taking over, when we know what you gon' do
    The only real revolution happens right inside of you, nigga

    The type of shit that make you wanna (High for hours nigga)
    The type of shit that make you wanna let go (Volume one)
    The type of shit that make you wanna
    The type of shit that make you wanna let go Writer/s: Jermaine Cole
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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