plasthic slash & roth b the maverick - your highness lyrics
verse 1 [roth b the maverick]:
seizing magic moments, as we’re grabbing drinks
your highness, we take convoys on an acid trip
psychedelic, your mind couldn’t find an exit
dial the medics, mav’s a menace with the rhymes embedded
crack the code, when the air damp, you sneeze flakes
the god is dope, but you’re a mere man with fish scales
keziah with the passion within us
mary magdalene with the backing of jesus
cause i don’t gеt stoned no matter what i f+ck with!
moses smokеd weed and used manna for the munchies
rather do snuff than snort crack with the fiends
don’t f+ck with the white girl, i deal with african queens
the war on drugs, but they relaxed the jihad
withdrawal comes but we have the rehab
a remedy of sorts, teachers glad to instruct
energy on board, n+ggas amped up on chalk
verse 2 [plasthic slash]:
chairman! smoking weed on the high table
with a crooked smile, broken t++th, corny, dry fables
private planes, late flights from tha airport
how i move l’s like knights on a chessboard
in the car with indica, spliff and i go wild
red eyes on my dp’s, keep a high profile
dope to the soul, ben johnson running with a stash
carl lewis second in the hundred metres dash
(stanz o! lol) not every quicksilver’s mercury
rumor has it i came off the mountain at thessaly
slash an olympian? no put me for high jump
results of my grind +rg+smic like a dry hump
crack a bottle, fore i drink it, tip it and spill it
pour libations ’cause my ancestors are with me in spirit
weed in fist, reached the beach, dazzled amanda
calm breeze, palm trees, abul bajandar
verse 3 [stepping wolf]:
steps third time out with your highness
prince charles
the three kings prowl, any thin smiles, the chin ..blaow!!!
they enter the sp+ce followed by a thick cloud
whooop! the crowd goes wild
since as a sick child, he admired the cheese cake
ask richard pryor what it was like to freebase
base+jumping listeners’ll climb a height
visitors know, what’s the price of tea and china white?
i mean…. he’ll put on weight, he a mass creator
wolf’ll reach for the skies (disguise), he a masquerader
they said to him, “go fish”, he a master baiter
he fixed up hawaiian mushrooms
best head out, there’s nice spread in the lunch room
and these’ll calm the terrors of the everyday news
more hypnotic than biggie smalls on quaaludes
say dude, “mav, wetin we go supply next?”
there’s deep green sativa or purple’s finest
keep a lookout, jet as soon as the cops roll
night fall, they’re crawling out of their fox holes
that’s how the honey oil be, give us the money subtly
we’re three outcasts, count 3 stacks, now pay royalties
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