| I’m serious. |
| I mean…
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| We don’t even get high off the shit any more
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| We just do it to keep from getting sick
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| These motherfuckers wanna know why. |
| why we get high?
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| That ain’t a dumbest question I ever heard?
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| Check it. |
| listen.
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| Some people ask why (that's why nobody give a fuck, why?), why we get high…
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| (high)
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| Doctor give me something for this pain, I need some Novakane (what you call it?)
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| Stimulate my brain (brain) escape to a higher plain (plain)
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| Hennessy, Ty weed, it’s all the same, we call it Novakane (what you call it?)
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| Now we fall, it’s my world, it’s still spinning
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| Bent back wondering if GOD will let me in, in the end
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| All my life had been a constant fight
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| With the evil and these people ain’t tryin' to see a nigga do right
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| Why is that? |
| I can’t shake this monkey on my back (back)
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| All that black clout, follow a nigga where im at
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| Now isn’t that wild? |
| (wiiiild) of course
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| I’ll die and live my life high, deep inside im lost
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| And this show is showing, my people knowin' I’m dead
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| Walkie-talking to my homies wit' a bullet in my head (bullet in my head)
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| Still breathing, all my real G’s leaving
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| Me, no choice, but to feed these demons
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| With murder and liquor in the mist drama niggas never heard of
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| Twist it, makin' it hard, even to listen to my mama, don’t cry
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| When it’s time for this nigga to die
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| Call it Novakane, ain’t no more pain in the sky (get high)
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| Some people ask why (why?), why we get high (high)
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| Doctor give me something for this pain, I need some Novakane (Novakane)
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| Stimulate my brain (brain) escape to a higher plain
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| Hennessy, ty weed, it’s all the same, we call it Novakane (what you call it?)
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| Watchin' time pass by my eye, that’s why you always see me high
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| From this life that I was given it’s like I’m livin' to die
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| Pass by my old hood it’s all good, but it’s dry
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| Tryin' to stray away from crime, these niggas ridin', but they blind
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| Nothin' in my hood, but dope, coke and herb smoke (got that coke, nigga,
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| got that coke, nigga!)
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| Blowin' out all nerves, ghost, sittin' on the curb broke
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| Pockets lapped out, I thought you had it all mapped out (damn.)
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| Too far gone to back out South on a Novakane route
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| In and out the system prisons be wishing a nigga visit
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| I’m too young for this dumb shit, Novakane make me numb quick
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| Lord could ya, would ya help me, this crooked world won’t accept me
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| But I proceed to get high, so just let me
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| Lost in the game (damn!) Novakane go to pain
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| The whole world looking strange
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| To me, get me high, Novakane
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| Some people ask why (why?) why we get high?
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| Doctor give me something for this pain, I need some Novakane (Novakane)
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| Stimulate my brain (brain) escape to a higher plain
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| Hennessy, ty weed, it’s all the same (what we call it?) we call it Novakane
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| I lights up a Newport
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| Express my true thoughts
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| Put it down on paper
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| Got a dubsack, save it for later (got that blood, nigga)
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| And now I’m herb crumblin'
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| This words stumblin' up out my brain
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| Get a hold of that damn thang, to release the game
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| It destroys my brain, but I can’t complain
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| 'Cuz best believe, when I turn out the frame, I left feeling no pain
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| And on that note I came to the world high as dope
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| So how you think I’m gonna leave when Novakane holding me?
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| Tightly, that’s how my blunts get rolled up
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| Quickly, hurry and light that shit before I go nuts, hold up
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| Before you take a sip of that liquor (aiyo nigga, pour some of that shit out,
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| nigga)
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| You best to pour some more of that shit out for yo niggas (Makaveli)
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| 'Cuz look, I breaks bread where homies livin' the dead (deal it)
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| We all need this shit, reminisce, squeeze the '5th
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| And Jesus, couldn’t deliver me from the pain (pain)
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| 'Cuz when I called him, he told me to get at Novakane (Novakane)
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| Some people ask why (why?) why we get high?
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| Doctor give me something for this pain, I need some Novakane (Novakane)
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| Stimulate my brain escape to a higher plain
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| Hennessy, ty weed, it’s all the same, (what we call it?) we call it Novakane
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| Just to let y’all know, Why every young nigga on these streets nowadays is
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| gettin' high
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| Some of us smoking weed, some of us drinking. |
| I know some niggas,
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| that doing pills
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| I even know niggas that shoot dope, and they young niggas. |
| Just search for a
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| way to deal the pain
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| Might be right, might be wrong. |
| We’ll never know. |
| Hey, fuck that nigga,
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| get high, nigga!
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| I don’t give a fuck!
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| Pass the Novakane. |
| pass that shit nigga! |
| pass that shit around
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| Everybody get high!
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| And we gon' spread this shit, evil, for all our people dead and gone.
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| I’m smoked da fuck out yo! |
| wordup.
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| That’s how it gotta be!
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| Hey, nigga, get up, muh-fucker!
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| And shit, I never made that shit
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| Never? |
| Shit you did that.
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| Fucked up in that muh-fucker, man
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| Fuck it, man, fuck it. |
| I’m a stay high. |
| High 'til I die
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| We bring it to you RAW, rough and rugged, Outlawz never stop!
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| Ya’ll know! |
| Y’all know, y’all know!
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| Hey, if ya’ll wondering, this came from the mind of Makaveli The Don, yeah.
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| And we just bring it to y’all… Black Jesuz disciples.
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| Put it down with more time
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| The war ain’t over… |