Highest High
• Written by KillerEx
Verse I
With the highest high, comes the lowest low (yup)
just thought you should know
with a zion eye, i'm flying high, like an iron eagle in the sky
i write my lines with poison knives, dipped in ink and cyanide
fireflies in my mind, illuminate the darkest shrine
of energy that is confined, enough to leave me vaporized
but no one ever wants to die, i try to leave immortalized
i ain't ever stopping till i'm living up in opulence
like Godzilla in Japan, man, i'm on my monster shit
i get it for the low, i get it for the dough
i get it, and you wit it, ya hit it wit ya nose
(breath)
middle finger up when i'm passin the popo
girls in the back of the lack and we go home
hit from the back i film it on the go pro
throwin it back, and i fill her like a Ho-Ho
oh woah, watch as i go bro,
penthouse living and i'm chillin in Soho
Hook:
So high in the sky, man, you can find me
speedin down the highway, fuck the police
So cold with the flow, call Mr. Freeze
Howling at the moon like a rapid coyote
Verse II
trying to find the recipe so me and my girl can rest in peace
don't wanna worry bout money shit that people chase till they rest in peace
R.I.P., i will be, t-r-i-p-p-y
i'm so high, mi third eye, got me soarin in the sky
orbital trajectory, i take myself one step higher
so much smoke up in the air, its worse than cali forest fires
Call the shots in my own life just like i am my own umpire
i am in a state of building myself as my own empire
jumpin off an upper spire, into the pacific ocean
locomotion, overdosin, on a dose of oxytocin
a force inside me has awoken, midi-chlorian explosion
breathing fire like Smaug, everything i see is molten
a pinnacle prophet an i'm looking for a profit
i rage on a stage and i blaze like a rocket
guinsoo blade- aim for ya socket
grenade and fade in the sky like a comet
situation harry-ah, better watch ya area
dropping bombs all day long ima bury-yah
blowin up in front of ya, ain't nothing scary-ah
here's two coins give em to the ferry-ah
Hook:
So high in the sky, man, you can find me
speedin down the highway, fuck the police
So cold with the flow, call Mr. Freeze
Howling at the moon like a rapid coyote
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KillerEx
Member since December 1 2015