't forget the name Take the high Road Easy When you face begins to crack Take the high Road easy Cause you won't be comin back Take the high road easy
won't be coming back Take the high road easy When your steel begins to rust Take the high road easy And your bones will turn to dust Easy, easy, easy, easy
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Raise the risk, raise the profit And can't nobody stop it Unless your game's weak So player, don't sleep Gees take the game on the road to Minnesota
this elevator zone alone I'm up so high I'm never coming down and you say you got them hoes but they never coming round I got pent house walls I stay high
Sister bluebird flying high above Shine your wings forward to the sun Hide the myst'ries of life on your way Though you've seen them, please don't say
a sack of clothes Free and easy down the road I go Hangin' memories on the high line poles Free and easy down the road I go Free and easy down the road
will agree, that it is to be a real emcee Such as he who's I, clear the third eye to reveal I I remain the high emcee, the Kardinal, Mr. Ritchie Niggas
steel rims crack And the ditch in the back roads stop Could you find me? Would you kiss-a my eyes? To lay me down in silence easy To be born again,
I hurt easy, I just don't show it You can hurt someone and not even know it The next sixty seconds could be like an eternity Gonna get low down, gonna fly high
gonna get chya No Evil! Get's in me, apart from my people Militant that's how we choose to roll, and we road warriorz about tha war, tha war, tha war
can't see me Just like mike everybody wanna be me Study every movie nigga makin on tv Easy does it do it easy what it is number one better check the score
but can't see me Just like mike everybody wanna be me Study every movie nigga makin' on TV Easy does it, do it easy, what it is number one Better check
imma stay dark, follow you home and get into your porshe and the guns on fire like stovetops you think you on the road to petitionin but heres where the road
he live, he think he cold He think I'm high, I'm in thinker mode Eyes low'd, I let the skies hold the thoughts The streets are like the high road that
t you niggas, take a look at a real thug And see why, ya bitches get suspicious and peal Slugs, at me, til the day I die, high muthafucker tryin' To think
better relax and ride out Okay? Just relax and ride out I could take that shit all day But if I only had sixteen more bars to live I'd get high and