Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Highest Form Of Understanding (H.F.O.U.), artist - Trick Trick.
Date of issue: 01.11.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Highest Form Of Understanding (H.F.O.U.) |
Yeah, the first night I spent in California |
I was homeless on Venice Beach, yeah |
It was all a dream |
Came to California at seventeen |
Little nigga tryna bubble up from the crack scene |
It got so complicated, then I graduated |
Haters so mad I made it |
How could I fly so high, only to feel so low? |
How do they live so fast only to grow so slow? |
Like when you showing no support for your kids |
But got money for marijuana just to smoke with your friends |
Or that woman who survives and beats cancer |
Only to be drowned in debt with no answers |
The frequency of tragedy, it happens so rapidly |
That we became numb, we embraced this insanity |
Some wack-job haul off and smoke his whole family |
Reality T.V. that’s not based in reality |
Stuck watching train wrecks, everybody going for self |
Self worth is important but for money and wealth |
This mentality of «me, fuck everything else» |
It’s a virus, a disease, I’m a victim myself |
But I swear before I leave, I’mma fix it, I swear |
I’mma fix it, I swear, yo, you better beware |
Rich boy kill his own wife, knocks her teeth out |
Cuts her fingers off, then escapes with a suicide |
The king of pop died, Michael Vick was fighting dogs |
But he walked and did his time, let him throw the fucking ball |
As the markets keep crashing and people get desperate |
Putting faith in the false feeling so disrespected |
Turn to this record, the highest form of understanding |
Understand me, fight or flight for your family |
Come, walk with a soldier |
Come, talk with a soldier, yeah |
Cinderblock stop shooting straight from the shoulder |
As we all get older and hope falls over |
And damn, you were six years sober |
And just like that, now you back where you started, square one |
And you can’t bring it back once that bullet leave the gun |
As the planner gets smaller, prepare for the North American Union |
A (?) to replace your dollars |
Narcissistic society, love paparazzi |
Get to Starbucks for your overpriced latte |
Ignoring all the signs, «nevermind» is your mindstate |
Until the end of time, shit is closer than you think man |
I done been in situations where the only thing that I could do was read the |
Bible |
Went in to the hill, child, with a sharpened piece of metal, the only way of |
survival |
Made up my mind that I don’t ever wanna return, chance was given again |
Now I’m back out in the world, made a promise to God for living in sin |
I can never lie to God but it’s so hard to live right |
I’m carrying seven-point-six-twos to fistfights |
Ain’t nobody playing fair, they cheat, no cheat |
I ain’t fitting to be the topic of the preacher’s eulogy speech |
The word say, «turn the other cheek» that’s what they teach us |
But Peter sliced the ear of a nigga rolling on Jesus |
I don’t want applause I’m doing what I’m supposed to do |
I’m a real nigga, one from a million, chosen few |
Everlasting pain has got my brain, it’s like it’s trapped inside a maze |
Have you been unfaithful to the game? |
Damn shame |
Eighteen years, you never believed him |
That’s your son, go and see him, motherfucker |
You fucked his mother |
The goddamn common courtesy never applied to you |
'Cause you thought she lied to you |
You couldn’t see your own mother in his face |
If you die, he’ll be in a better place, bring the tape back |