| H.I.G.H.L.A.N.D. |
| Highland nigga
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| Heartless Insane Ghetto Hoodlum Livin’And Never Dyin'
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| That’s what I’m talkin’about
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| Rogue dawgs, when I call my Rogue dawgs
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| Rogue Dawg, niggaz
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| Fa the nine-eight
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| We’ll have to crash 'em like this nigga, yeah
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| My nigga my nigga we soldiers at war
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| Killin’off our enemies 'til it ain’t no more
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| Laws we break yo’shit we’ll take
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| Murder fo them bustas and hatas it ain’t no escape
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| Rogue Dawg fo life!
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| (Don Juan)
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| It’s the beginin of the endin fo yo ass
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| You broke ass niggaz hit the strip we need mo cash
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| This midwest side hittin’like a M-1 time to get some
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| Payback fo you bustas that laid back
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| My gats ain’t met yo next so fuck yo vest we dumpin'
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| Killin’all that punk shit that you heart be pumpin'
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| See somethin’I take it cuttin’through the red tape
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| Yo legs break tryin’to catch up who who led the race
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| It’s 5−7 Highas heaven causin’insanity
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| Whatcha handin’me we’ll have you bitch ass postin’the vanity?? |
| s Gotta recoop fuckin’with these troops
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| Soon as we see you Load up and we shoot on site
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| We turnin’out the lights my appetite for destruction
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| Got me in the mood for bustin’dumpin’accross the Missou
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| And get to huntin’for Kevin East the oo-oo
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| And nigga you knew the Rogue Dawgs rule!
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| Your so called truths get battered and bruised
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| Stackin’you fools so deadly it don’t matter the tools
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| I’m afta my dues prove if you snooze you looze
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| Prepare for war when you fuckin’wit my crew
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| Rogue for life!
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| (Scoob Nitty)
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| 265 lbs. |
| all nigga
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| And I’m good wit these dawgs nigga
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| Got steel plated balls nigga
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| Representin'57th street
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| Me and my Dawgs bringin’the heat
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| Born and raised to be a villain on these Kansas City streets
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| Best retreat when you hear my dogs barkin
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| Snarlin’got that blood boilin'
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| Midwest side carved in hangin’out the chevy now we blastin’and laughin'
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| Made to hit me smashin’on them bastards
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| Don’t be talkin’when they ask you shit got drastic on that bastard
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| Left him fo the cats that sent them straight to hell
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| Just like hosts of veil another soldier’s tale
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| Nigga the life of a coward was taken when we bailed
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| (L.V.)
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| Look I swore to die for bloodline more heartless than my father brought (nigga)
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| Load the cartridges with hollow point hard ones
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| When Rogue dawgs call it’s an all out war move
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| 56 marks it 'cause 56 swore to Heartless insaine ghetto hoodlum livin and never dyin'
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| Midwest side until my last breath on highland
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| Why should I lie? |
| I live an die for my side
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| Ride the city 'til they roll with diddy one last time
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| Let this N9ne yell out fuckem
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| Fuck 'em if he’s gon walk he’s nothin'
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| Fuck where he’s from he’ll even run when I’m comin'
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| Rogue dawg fo life no fear of death no mo
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| I swore to live a life a soldier at war
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| Rogue dawg fo life!
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| (Don Juan)
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| Are you afraid of the unknown brains get blown
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| Expose chrome to your dome 'til you stiff as stone
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| With the phone neva suck it I’m goin'
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| In the pockets and blowin muthafuckas to smitherines
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| You knowin’that it ain’t no niggaz stickin’me like K-do
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| Be warned I’m able to explode like a volcano
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| On y’all we told y’all we Rogue Dawgs
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| We know y’all this one is Hong Kong
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| Fo’you bustas and hatas we (gotta make that paper)
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| Can’t break us then take us I’ll peel you like a potato
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| Nigga wait a minute got me bustin’like a lieutenant
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| My intent is to eliminate you cynics
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| Rogue Fo’Life!
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| (Tech N9ne)
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| These young niggaz always yellin’about ridin'
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| But these bustas ain’t no muthafuckin’ridas
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| I pumpst a cock up in they bitch and then I’m slidin'
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| These wannabe hustlas can’t compare to midwest sidas
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| I’m rollin’deep wit my troopas fixin’ta expose the chrome
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| Detrimental to domes though ozone
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| Thousands of bodies bein’found around me Bottles of bud and double-U-double E-D
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| N9ne milla rhyme killa
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| Fuck wit me I’ll take that bust of myron D And throw 'em to mah Dawgs in the red sea
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| Now lets see if he can swim back to shore
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| Chunks missin’yellin’I don’t wanna mess wit tech no more
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| I know you don’t Tech N9ne I never say it again nigga
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| I know you won’t never will these niggaz lit on my friend
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| And mista scare crow bitch nigga you ain’t got to lie
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| You just a scared ho Nigga this is highland 'til we die
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| We got the triple life coast to roll wit Rogue Dawg shit
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| Bitches and niggaz all on the balls when it hit
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| I neva could understand how a nigga could come so whack
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| What? |
| Oh I ain’t talkin about me I’m talkin’about them other cats
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| Troopa!
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| My nigga my nigga we soldiers at war
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| Killin’off our enemies 'til it ain’t no more! |