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How High (From “The Show”) Lyrics By Redman Method Man

    method man
    uh get ya stank on

    radio voice
    wkya we’re kickin your ass

    mally gjamal
    my receitals is worth ten titles
    i shit on wrote bibles if you don’t like me i don’t like you
    i liable to load the rifle hit the roof and snipe you
    the shit i spit damaging your vitals
    nobody ride through like my squad do
    got all y’all players suicidal
    actin niggas take two
    you heard the news i’mma break it to ya
    we’re here to headline the bill and
    featuring funk doc tical and the villain
    a mic murder for hire ten grand a killin
    yo funk doc pass the glock this bitch nigga grillin
    i make moves wit my big dog bounce
    staten island to the bricks for mo’ chips and mo’ pounds
    y’all know who really lockin this shit down
    when we rock it don’t we all stand out
    y’all hazardarious clear out
    get ya ass out ‘fore i tear it out
    and show you what i’m talkin ’bout

    redman method man young zee
    yo get ya up and get ya high ha
    get ya stoned and get ya wide
    dat’s dat shit that got niggas sleepin wit the fifth
    dat’s dat shit that got bitches fightin over dick
    aiyyo we get ya up and get ya high yeah
    get ya stoned and get ya wide
    dat’s dat shit that got niggas sleepin wit the fifth
    dat’s dat shit that got bitches fightin over dick

    redman
    i’m highpowered the dog rott weiler
    chocolate thai showers got doc cookin minute rice for five hours
    you wet cowards i’m live wire
    ya bitch ass probably wash ya hands wit palmolive
    yo bricks holler i got the plan printed
    load it and it goes like summer jam tickets
    fam can’t dig it pop goes the weasel
    you be hidin under your peacoat wit people
    i told cops roll blocks no props
    fo’ pops hennesy back and we both shot
    that’s how we go out are you the thug type
    to ride down like hopper from a bug life
    watch the movie haters tried to eye screw d
    your beef in small claims court judge judy
    when you and i meet up the fight heat up
    bloody up ya wife beater then light weed up

    method man
    i melt wax cuban link chain react
    breezin through these tracks with the highest of velocity
    play me like monopoly
    pay me everytime you trespass on my property
    i’m dick dastardly no use in cop blockin me
    sloppily your woman on the stopwatch clockin me
    possibly i rock well somebody always watchin me
    livin in the street life my eyes seen atrocity
    undress a kid properly
    when i keeps it movin that means there ain’t no stoppin me
    constant motivation the god fiend bury kings
    proper education allah sees everything
    how high just another form of elevation
    that’s why i choose to build from the basement
    twelvethirtyoneninetynine times are wastin
    more these hot dog mc’s next to nathan
    allah math break the phonograph in half
    promoters on some bullshit short wit johhny cash
    dat’s dat shit that got snitches rattin on the click
    dat’s dat shit that got bitches fightin over dick
    where the love at when you’re young broke and black
    it’s over there in the ashtray who got a match

    young zee
    yeah yeah yeah young zee got bitches fightin over dick

    redman
    get ya up and get ya high
    funk doc got bitches fightin over dick

    method man
    yeah yeah yeah yeah methtical got bitches fightin over dick

    redman young zee
    get ya up and get ya high all y’all stupid bitches keep fightin over dick
    get ya stoned and get ya wide
    get ya up and get ya high hiiiiigh
    get ya stoned and get ya wide wide yeah yeah
    get ya stoned and get ya high fightin over dick
    get ya stoned and get ya high ha
    get ya up and get ya high ha fightin over dick
    get ya stoned and get ya high ha

    Artist: Redman Method Man

    Year: 1995

    Decade: 90s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 464