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pro era - school high كلمات الأغنية

[produced by brandun deshay]

[intro: joey bada$$]
i’m on my xxl freshman sh-t [laughs]
these folks know what i’m smoking on
and a n-gga smoking on that strong
my n-ggas smoke so long we like cheech and chong n-gga
in these bars n-gga tell me one thing we do wrong n-gga
cj, you ugly n-gga
dessy not eating n-gga
this n-gga ugly n-gga
i’m high as sh-t doe

[verse 1: joey bada$$]
to blaze or not to blaze, that is the question
first day of school late, already in suspension
sh-t, my princ-p-l a hater, man
cause i’m a great debater and my principles are greater
sorry hater, catch me later
no need to be loud and obnoxious
know the loud in pockets ain’t allowed
but i watched it open up my mind and my chakras
so my conscience could block this topic
so drop it
i’mma make my way to first cl-ss
got to keep a blunt though, i always p-ss
seen hunnies in the hallway p-ss
they all got cl-ss
so they get high grades for -ss
gas, got it in the bag
something serious
know it’s gonna last n-gga
f-ck an eighth, period
we smoking every ounce til we permanently delirious
sorry teachers with reefer
i can’t take ya serious

[verse 2: dyemond lewis]
we see nothing with open eyes
i’m smoking lies
i vocalize just to close these riffs, these broken tides
oh my, he’s over the skies
i’m so high
feel like heaven is mine
don’t blow my h-i-g-h
t-h-c, don’t it feel great?
feel like i’m living that dream state
your purpose – are you a blessing or a curse?
curse these demons
i spit like furnace to ward them off
i walk this surface alone
lone wolf, super slacker
dyemond lewis – yeah he a packer
quite a punch when these rappers
talk sh-t and try to act up
master do this freely, see slacker
don’t hop on tracks unless i feel that they need me
see i need her
my knees be easy, been there before &
temptation constantly tease me
back in murrow cl-ssrooms i got brain to get me past school
see, i went to school high
cruiser in the morning to get me to where i’m going
but now the era crew poppin’
but now we chop it up when we touring

[verse 3: kirk knight]
as i astro in the hallways of brooklyn coll-ahge
is now an image of a pot head that’s just about to
blow when he hit the microphone man you gotta
hear the rhymes and shots i lost in a sauce of pasta
my green thumb touch a leaf beyond a cigarillo
put me in a coma for days, as a sleeping willow
i was never blind my n-gga
i been open the window too much smoke whipping here
like willow, mine is still on the pillow, sh-t, got d-mn
just to think, hot 97 and there is still roaches all in my sink
as the clock tick, too much hours i’ll be in glorious pink
and i was aware my n-gga that’s what i f-ckin’ did
we on the same page just to get a heading
and now i got my head in, and now i’m just ahead and
i never came in second, steady gettin’ my blessings n-gga

[chorus]
y’all went to high school
i went to school high
y’all went to high school
i went to school high
y’all went to high school
but i went to school high n-gga
my empire burning on fire, learnin’
y’all went to high school
i went to school high
y’all went to high school
i went to school high
y’all went to high school
but i went to school high n-gga
my empire burning on fire, learnin’

[verse 4: nyck caution]
look, yo -ssertive with this herb that keep me turbulent
curve a chick when i see this teacher who observing him
mama bickering about my eight signs
said if i keep my grades high, then i’m living safely
so i take five years to build a family
nine to five is the grind, i’m trying eat
man its always lunch time when i rhyme
munster cheese, bankin’ honor rollin’ and my mind is out to think
but i’m in this d-mn seat with the teacher watching
i hear the speaker poppin’, i think that they have found my skrilla
in this locker now they callin’ up my mama and
my girl outside my motherf-ckin’ cl-ss with this drama
like, “jesse, i know you got a lot of things to do
but i wanna see you frequently and i don’t really do
like only me and you,” b-tch! i’m with my f-ckin’ crew
do what i’mma f-ckin’ do, f-ck a cl-ss and some loose leaf
someone p-ss the doobie and i’m out
life is but a movie

- pro era

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