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Higher Nation - We Still Here Lyrics



Higher Nation - We Still Here Lyrics
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Guess who's back
Straight smokin on a big fat spliff
On the grind and we will not quit
You's a lame talkin all that shit
And we gon end it real f*ckin quick
Total time to elaborate on everything I'm thinking
Throw the rhyme on the beat to battle me you must be drinking
Flow design as I curate all the rhymes that I'm dripping
We been down for some time but like Jesus we have risen
Futile minds are resigned to the cybernetic spline
That is intertwined with their thoughts and causing all their lies
Spark a fire like I'm sitting in the woods got my matchbox
See your bones crack from the force of this Sasquatch
Punch punch drunk rope a dope never see the note
That I scribbled down as I passed right by the boat
That was driven by a man who would journey In the moonlight
Dual personality the streets they call him Moon Knight
Like the Roots on Fallon he could play and set the mood right
Pictures from the Canon watch the story turn to pure fright
Now don't get scared if ya wanna be prepared
Keep moving on along we put danger the air air
Straight smokin on a big fat spliff
On the grind and we will not quit
You's a lame talkin all that shit
And we gon end it real f*ckin quick
It's the terrible trifecta, Hannibal Lecter, Jack the Ripper, Al Capone
Crack you with a lug wrench temple of your dome
Concrete curb stump if I hear you groan
Or f*ckin moan
I called you soft, flabby, then you got crabby
Mean mugged me and then I got stabby
That's right I got a box cutter in my pocket, motherf*cker ha haaa
Yea and then I change styles, get buckwild
Hopping down the turnstile, in the green mile
If you wanna get wild
Come see me in the C- town with the Goomba's down on Murray Hill
When you have a criminal mind you do minimal time
I got a smart ass lawyer so I pay minimal fines
Got a subliminal mind, intertwined with some wine and some Indica
Crack your neck like you got spinal bifida
Oh I probably shouldn't have said that
Straight smokin on a big fat spliff
On the grind and we will not quit
You's a lame talkin all that shit
And we gon end it real f*ckin quick
Well if you came out here tonight
And if you're lookin for a fight
Well if you step right up to us
Ya better know your bout to get f*cked up
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English

Guess who's back
Straight smokin on a big fat spliff
On the grind and we will not quit
You's a lame talkin all that shit
And we gon end it real f*ckin quick
Total time to elaborate on everything I'm thinking
Throw the rhyme on the beat to battle me you must be drinking
Flow design as I curate all the rhymes that I'm dripping
We been down for some time but like Jesus we have risen
Futile minds are resigned to the cybernetic spline
That is intertwined with their thoughts and causing all their lies
Spark a fire like I'm sitting in the woods got my matchbox
See your bones crack from the force of this Sasquatch
Punch punch drunk rope a dope never see the note
That I scribbled down as I passed right by the boat
That was driven by a man who would journey In the moonlight
Dual personality the streets they call him Moon Knight
Like the Roots on Fallon he could play and set the mood right
Pictures from the Canon watch the story turn to pure fright
Now don't get scared if ya wanna be prepared
Keep moving on along we put danger the air air
Straight smokin on a big fat spliff
On the grind and we will not quit
You's a lame talkin all that shit
And we gon end it real f*ckin quick
It's the terrible trifecta, Hannibal Lecter, Jack the Ripper, Al Capone
Crack you with a lug wrench temple of your dome
Concrete curb stump if I hear you groan
Or f*ckin moan
I called you soft, flabby, then you got crabby
Mean mugged me and then I got stabby
That's right I got a box cutter in my pocket, motherf*cker ha haaa
Yea and then I change styles, get buckwild
Hopping down the turnstile, in the green mile
If you wanna get wild
Come see me in the C- town with the Goomba's down on Murray Hill
When you have a criminal mind you do minimal time
I got a smart ass lawyer so I pay minimal fines
Got a subliminal mind, intertwined with some wine and some Indica
Crack your neck like you got spinal bifida
Oh I probably shouldn't have said that
Straight smokin on a big fat spliff
On the grind and we will not quit
You's a lame talkin all that shit
And we gon end it real f*ckin quick
Well if you came out here tonight
And if you're lookin for a fight
Well if you step right up to us
Ya better know your bout to get f*cked up
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Writer: Greg Bacha, Steve Verlei, Mario Meany
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Higher Nation
Language: English
Length: 2:39
Written by: Greg Bacha, Steve Verlei, Mario Meany
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