Stay Real High
• Written by Anonymous
High
Thats all they'll ever be
future murderers, convicts
son can't you see?
Don't listen to that music
No it doesn't make you cool
I don't like your friend Mary Jane
From now on, you'll be homeschooled.
Fuck that stupid bullshit
Live life to the fullest
If weed brings me happiness
I'll take my bong and fucking rip it
Killing the game. Making it rain.
Preaching freedom like I'm Thomas Paine
I'm turning all the tables
Like Bruce Wayne did to Bane
I want to fly, feel the sky 1:22 - 2:17
Stay real high
I cannot die, till I try
I don't lie
I want to fly, feel the sky
Stay real high
I cannot die, till I try
I don't need an alibi
Work hard, play hard
then you'll be a superstar
fighting for your dream
like Harold and Kumar
The haters, they be jealous
They be bitching like some pre-teens
They really should be nervous
cuz I'll burn them down with gasoline
Son, what just happened?!?!
The doctors say you stopped breathing
You overdosed again
and had some internal bleeding
I'm so disappointed in you
You're spending all our money
You missed another interview
and keep hanging out with Molly
Feeling scared, feeling bare
feeling really suicidal
Paralyzed, searching for a message in Jack Daniel's bottle
The clouds start to clear
but the storm won't disappear
Trapped within my thoughts cuz the devil is my role model
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