Let's Get High and have some fun This is Catastrophic Turn on the Sweatmachine Too funky Yeh! Let's Get High and have some fun This Catastrophic
Let's get high, and have fun This is catastrophic Well...? (many random miscellaneous 'woo-ahh's) ([Who's buggin? Yeah!]) (x2) (many random miscellaneous
multiply more plagues will descend I wore like the kin like they wore like Lord Shin (What you tryin to say Prev) Yo let me try this again As high
Sex) Feel the rhythm, feel the soul, Lords of Acid take control Feel the rhythm, feel the soul, Lords of Acid take control Feel the rhythm, feel the soul, Lords of Acid
(all of your souls) It's not a problem when I buck you bitch,(I be buckin them suckas) I do it smooth That's what the Devil's Daughter do, (this lady
me get this cheddar, my life is gettin' better, WHA! [Baby Sham] Let me find out niggaz poppin' shit from the mouth Post-ponin' some two macs that's
much Severed all my ties and burnt all my bridges With the art of being broke, leaving y'all folks suspicious Like who's that? Cool cat move back Y'all focus on one's, I'll let
you, God, it's good to see you, God (Good too see you too, God) Let's take the streets for a little ride (Okay, we ridin' high) Yeah, you better light
Busta-Bust had to come see you God, it's good to see you, God Good too see you too, God Let's take the streets for a little ride Okay, we ridin' high
Lord!) For lettin' me live another day! Hey! hey! [Verse 1:] Nigger I'm high, nigger you high. (uh huh) lets get high in the motherfucking sky! Watch
man, with the hands, and get slain Matter of fact, when you see me, bitch, gimme some brain Yo, it's like that, we could fight, Jack Let's put the mics
to come see you, God, it's good to see you, God (Good too see you too, God) Let's take the streets for a little ride (Okay, we ridin' high) Yeah, you
) Niggaz is microphone frauds (yo) The death wish: kill the rest of the foreign lords (yo yo yo) [Chorus x2] [P.R. Terrorist] High street vocalist, get
a man, with the hands, and get slain Matter of fact, when you see me, bitch, gimme some brain Yo, it's like that, we could fight, Jack Let's put the mics
get this cheddar, my life is gettin' better, WHA! [Baby Sham] Let me find out niggaz poppin' shit from the mouth Post-ponin' some two macs that's spittin
off for the 90's, you know what I'm saying? [Percee P] We repping Queensville and Forrest in the house. [Lord Finesse] Let Precee get his props, let him get
come see you, God, it's good to see you, God (Good too see you too, God) Let's take the streets for a little ride (Okay, we ridin' high) Yeah, you better
Take them out that dank, that'll work Come ride with me, that'll work High-side with me, that'll work Get high with me, that'll work Smoke tai with me
