High Speed

High speed

For all my **** living in a rush

Slow it down just a notch, baby

It's gon' be alright, it's gon' be alright

Life in high speed

Fire chronic and Thai weed

I live like high speed, slightly disillusioned by weed

I breed thug motherfuckers even worse than me

When I bleed, my enemies best to flee quickly

Harm me, my army, **** deceased swiftly

Look at you now, why you want to act out?

I pull the hammer back

Strike with a cannon and blow your motherfucking back out

They blast, but I'm still standing

Slightly scarred, deep questions for the Lord

Why you don't like me God?

So, though my life was hard with no remorse

I absorb all lessons, provide protection for the boss

Rolling in my double, raw, rugged and ruthless

Keep a vest through these hard times, knowing it's useless

And my crew, we crooked could be mistaken for Jews

We all about our cash, blast if you break the rules

Fools turn snitch for the DA, be heaven sent

Switched like a stone bitch, turned state evidence, why?

Then they wonder why **** die

Put your family in danger just to get high

Now, what the hell can we get from jail?

More tricks for the crime trade, this is hell

Bail out, a thug **** fresh out the jail house

Open your safe count and take all your mail out

Whatever happens, happens

Whoever falls, dies

We fresh out of time

Living blind, so we all ride

In times like these, chronic or Thai weed

Puffing through this high speed

And people say

What you gonna do when you get out of jail?

I'm gonna buy me a gun

Then what's next, food and sex?

House parties in the projects, we going all night

What you gonna do when you get out of jail?

I'm gonna buy me a gun

Then what's next, food and sex?

House parties in the projects, we going all night

Verbal assassin, I hit the corner fast blasting

Hot plastic stretch your chest plate back like elastic

No need to push me to split you

I love beef like pussy and pistols

For all you pussies that softer than tissue

I ride by like the fall guy out the roof

Busting at you wise guy, getting high, sipping hunnid proof

You make joints, low to verdict with mine

Get that ass tapped, murdered and robbed, blind from behind

Rapid shots pouring, catching **** as they snoring

Kicking his door in

I'll leave your whole fucking family in mourning

Bust me, you itchy bitchy type can't touch me

Fronting like you're hard

I'll play your fucking yard like a trussel

What you gonna do when you get out of jail?

I'm gonna buy me a gun

Then what's next, food and sex?

House parties in the projects, we going all night

What you gonna do when you get out of jail?

I'm gonna buy me a gun

Then what's next, food and sex?

House parties in the projects, we going all night

At times, I look through time with so much anger

Wondering why it keeps on passing, pushing me to danger

No stranger to hard times or the good ones

At times, I'm amazed

At what the motherfucking hood's done

What we do to get paid

All day for the almighty dollar

Don't even bother to holler

We all destined to be swallowed

By the same thing we lust for

Threw away our morals and values and thought small

**** are dying tomorrow

We bailing on borrowed time, ****, the clock's ticking

Approaching is the day you gon' need one of your Glocks spitting

Cops sitting, politicians passing laws you ain't know of

Soon that money gon' be illegal when you die to keep your dough up

But I ain't gon' tell you, what? To stop chasing paper

Man, I'm just like y'all, I worry about that shit later

Put the metal to the pedal, slash off, ****, blaze

Let's get blowed out high speed

Till the end of my days

Now my people say

What you gonna do when you get out of jail?

I'm gonna buy me a gun

Then what's next, food and sex?

House parties in the projects, we going all night

What you gonna do when you get out of jail?

I'm gonna buy me a gun

Then what's next, food and sex?

House parties in the projects, we going all night

What you gonna do when you get out of jail?

I'm gonna buy me a gun

Then what's next, food and sex?

House parties in the projects, we going all night

What you gonna do when you get out of jail?

I'm gonna buy me a gun

Then what's next, food and sex?

House parties in the projects, we going all night

What you gonna do when you get out of jail?

I'm gonna buy me a gun

Then what's next, food and sex?

House parties in the projects, we going all night

High speeds (We going all night)

Life of an Outlaw, ghetto stars, you know it (We going all night)

I'm gonna buy me a gun (Yes, we going all night)

What you gonna do when you get out of jail?

For my **** on the west side and the east side

And the north side and the south side

From Compton to Jersey

Getting it real hard

**** in Michigan

From Atlanta, Georgia to Utah

From St. Louis to Alabama

From Mississippi to Oakland

From San Fransisco to San Diego

Seattle to Florida

Maine to Boston

What you gonna do when you get out of jail?

I'm gonna buy me a gun

What you gonna do when you get out of jail?

I'm gonna buy me a gun

I'm gonna buy me a gun

What you gonna do when you get out of jail?

I'm gonna buy me a gun

Then what's next, food and sex?

House parties in the projects, we going all night

And it don't stop, and it won't quit

And it don't stop, and it won't quit

And it don't stop, and it won't quit

And it don't stop, and it won't quit

And it don't stop, and it won't quit

And it don't stop, and it won't quit

And it don't stop, and it won't quit

Outlawz with that rough shit, baby