Music Makes Me High

Verse 1
But I'm sayin kid
it's only right to represent where I'm from
East Coast bottom line, But I represent
wherever I go (what)
I'll be on the West Coast
we be gettin high with the fellas
who puff on the lie
for Lu-Lu,Sig, and Tai
everyday you know how we do (woo)
brothers tryin to wreck the crew
we be havin mad fun
Niggas known me from day one
lifestyles of the rich and shameless
Violat'in they were even nameless
Verse 2
Yo Raff, ring the alarm
I know Spig's got my back
Freaky Tai spark the charm
give a 1,2 for my man Pretty Lu
As i bless the rest of my New York City Boo
as we continue to bring you the flav
represent'in L.B.
from the cradle to the grave
now hows that, one time for your mind
but when I write down the line
I give sight to the blind, I'm
Comin thru with the click
Whattcha gonna do when shit gets thick
gonna start your runnin and hidin
is you gonna start your slippin and slidin
man I thought you had this game in a snag
How do it feel with real niggas in your ass
Listen Mr. Cheeks, Freaky Tai
Pretty Pretty Lu, Spiggy Spig Nice Say
Chorus-
1 for the money
2 for the Lie
3 for my peoples in the struggle gettin by
4 Lu, Spig Nice, and Freaky Tai
Music Makes Me High
1 for the money
2 for the Lie
3 for my peoples in the struggle gettin by
4 my Fam Lu, Spig Nice, and Freaky Tai
Musi Makes Me High
Verse 3
Mr. Sex hit me off
with this drug called a track
Plug me in give me a sign to react on
whoever, comes in my path
make'em feel the wrath (Yeah,Yeah)
Are there, any Volunteers
down to lose their careers
Yo we feels no fears
Legal drug thugs comin thru
that's the deal
Beyond 95 L.B. Fam keep it real
It's hard as cleats
walkin on the fuckin strrets
Po-nine walks beats
and beats my wife Cheeks
So I gots to tally up and get it on
get it on, word is born,
shit is on, shit is on
I must represent for my fam
real niggas get rich and Bitch niggas scram
till the day that I die it's L.B.
from the year 95 and true 'G's
Chorus (2x)
Verse 4
To all of my, all my niggas doin Bids
To all of my shorties on their own raisin Kids
To all of my peoples who can't see
that we made it
niggas know the deal
on the real this is rated
Hit it to the left
who's the first one to get it to your mind and
state of shock when I hit it
run up on niggas who be frontin and scamming
Hey Yo that's word to mine
Get that Guy's for my Fam
Nobody wants in and nobody wants out
Smokin Trees, gettin 'G's
that's what we's all about
try to put it on for the year 9 pound
I represent my town
show'em how I gets down
L-O-S-T to the B-O-Y-Z
Style flows on thru four families
I'm gonna stay free till the day that I die
Go with Pretty Lu, Spig Nice, and Freaky Tai (word up)
Chorus(2x)
Verse 5 (Over Female vocals)
Hey Yo, gettin high
New York is high
East Coast you get high
West Coast you get high
now my man named Sex he be high
Charles too he be high
to my man Big Tiz he be high
Niggas on the lockdown be high
(Freaky Tai)
With niggas like this
Sweatin up in the studio
So High, Mr. Mr. Cheeks is high
Four is high
L-O-S-T-B-O-Y-Z High
Niggas best even try
Gods Day, Die
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Remix
[Mr. Cheeks]
One time
We bless the track
rush to the back
it's the LB fam dogg pound we attack
one time for the LP, LB
My family come through
This who we do
Group Home, Universal bounce one
Power moves to be made
Rap game is paid
Clown niggaz gettin paid
it's gettin, jumpin some babes
The mind state steady thinkin
One dutch burnin
I'm already thinkin
Here to lay the real
I know to kill
I feel the envy
But those that try to bind me
right behind me wit my members
??? to see right here through the violence strap
but keep this hennessey and my main man's rap
caught up in the game black can't explain that
but longevity that's what I aim at
you wanna come through
and test yo fuckin skill
kid I go the shit that pray the rams plus the bills
sent your clown niggaz back and touch a fuckin hill
me and my fam givin competition chills
for from the east to the west
LP all of LB now who's the best
break your wins down like a pronoun
on the phone touch me and my click Tha Dogg Pound
throw your hands up you wanna fuckin toss
I'm that guy land of the lost
listen up, special wit a ??? style
come wit and you'll love bein' high
one 4 pound and my brotha Freaky Tah
Music Makes Me High
[Canibus]
Yo combination of Mr. Cheeks, Canibus & Kurupt
Is enough to make the reels on casette tapes bust
Cause none of you fools is capable
My lyrical 'll knock you on the floor like a mechanical bull
rhymes ricochet off the inner walls of my lungs
to past the tongue faster then bullets come out of guns
who wants to be the one to get struck first
I bury they body on any planet except the earth
I rip up, swell your lip up, it's a stick up
Make put your hands up on your head like you was doin sit-ups
Lost Boyz nad DPG causin trouble
we Out of control like inter-voluntary hustle
kid nobody else smokes more then my team
20 grams of weed and a gallon of visine
yaknahme, I fly the friendly sky's when ever music makes me high
Chorus: I'm so high, this music makes me high (x4)
[Kurupt]
Kurupt in your game, what's ya know, where ya at
I'm comin through wit a mack, i'm out to get my paper back
You can't harm me even if lip was froze
get incinerated from verbal inferno
born created get physical castrated
i'm so glad i made in a world where i'm hated
big time gama got the game orcastrated
correct me mashin in Jags and Benzes
imitatin cause youse an imitater punk
jump wit kurupt and get slumped cause i dump
with no question or no hesitation i'm bussin
end discussion as my adrenaline's rushin
or ??? your mr. cash for the capital
was actual, ??? fact i use tactical skill
get popped like girls tryin ta jump at the real
Chorus
[Daz Dillinger]
Can i ride, can i rock my broads
cause ??? rhymes and leathal last rhyme lines
time after time i beat the hell out of a track
most definitely i gets busy when we attack
????, dialogues and formats
be on some ill type streets raps from way back
as a child i got wilder styles
i used to shine all day and a rocked the crowd
i destroy and completely evaporize my opponents
be on it like a hornet kickin dat in your stomach
dogg gone it tell my why they wanna kill daz
cause daz gets the killin and buillin cash rounds
so get tell me i'll come around
so get down lost boyz and dogg pound
i bet ya get see me now tell whatcha gonna do
a tough guy can be a dead guy when fuckin wit my crew
so fasten your seat belt and see a hornets trip
well me stay hardcore for whatever, whtever
Chorus to fade