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she want y
I said it's alright just let me inside
My brain is all fried I love to get high do what I like I'm smoking inside of course I'm her type my

You caught me by surprise
You hit me like a high speed train
Look into my eyes  (eyes)
Doubt that I'll ever fade into the background
Fade into

No she's not up to my speed, it's her loss if she don't fuck with me
I don't wanna hear no apologies, all she really care is bout money

Yeah this

Taking off when we put it in
High speed, high speed, high speed

Every moment
Overtakes the last
Shut out the noise
Keep it in the past
Who's got

there by tonite,
Beat it I can like cuple bottles of patron,
Do sum thing tonite no problem cus we grown,
So I'm a pass go, an if u feel the way I feel

pay to feed that, speed gap (oh my)
Lost highway, speed neck, seek Jane
On deck with no grease trap
High stake that, one-take track, can't fake that

you tell me who played
I'm as high as a bird in a tree when it land
Eating so good I just might break a branch
Yeah they gone you I stuck to the code

dancing

He took your hand
And led you to the sky
He never warned you that
You could get too high

Deafening sounds of the speakers crashing
Dazzled by

Uh
Ain't riding for 'em
'Less I know they ride for me
I'm only 22
Tryna be lit by 23
Uh
Ain't riding for 'em
'Less I know they ride for me
They gone

homies by my side, ay
Listening to Pop Smoke
Welcome To The Party
We driving high-speed
Along the highway
We park the car at the front
On the driveway
We

to air it out
High speed chase, hot box had to air it out
Started this shit and we finish it now
You my living, walking, breathing meditation
No matter

eyes are
glowing white
I'm a fucking
Thunder god
I got
Struck by lightning
It took me high
Running at the
Speed of light
I'm a fucking
Thunder god
All

Bath so icy
Sorkinese high speed
Oranges, apples, ice teas
Florida chapel side piece
De Nero rio je pigging
Latin whore nurse friends
Kissing where

miracles tonight
Bubble thoughts I shouldn't have, all the halves of my highs
Speeding by me in the passenger side
Endless numbers, motorcycle gang size

these bars
Cos I had a dream
A dream I had
Like I was going high
I can touch the stars
High above the cloud way above the ground
Haters can't put me down

I'm too cool
But anyway back to you, safety is number one that's the truth
Buckle up as we takin off gettin Good and High in the stratus ooo
look out

know
That shit give me speed but I am not slow

I'm short but agile, and art is fragile
This path is magile, my wrath is non retractile
I still seek ass

Don't Mug Yourself

The Streets

Intonation Festival 2006

2006

Won't be foldin', I'm older than you told
Girl sold, high speed's gold
Game over, game over, too cold

Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred

Don't Mug Yourself

The Streets

Original Pirate Material [UK]

2002

Won't be foldin', I'm older than you told
Girl sold, high speed's gold
Game over, game over, too cold

Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred

I Have a Dream

Martin Luther King, Jr.

In Search of Freedom

1968

to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity

a weekend
Me and Jenn
Ain't really speakin'
So baby girl come over
This instant
Got a new ride
So fuck the speed limit
I live by the 'W's
Weed and women

I

bedside
I can still see the reason I'm here
And everything beautiful

You're all that I need
More than enough, by my side, high-speed
As long as I can

We Fly High

Jim Jones

Hustler's P.O.M.E. (Product of My Environment) [Clean]

2006

We fly high, no lie (you hear that?), you know this (ballin') 
Foreign rides (yes sir) outside, it's like showbiz (we in da builidin')
We stay fly,

We Fly High

Jim Jones

Hustler's P.O.M.E. (Product of My Environment)

2006

We fly high, no lie (you hear that?), you know this (ballin') 
Foreign rides (yes sir) outside, it's like showbiz (we in da builidin')
We stay fly,