High for Hours

This is called being high as b***h, for hour

That's the name of this song, b***h

High as b***h for Hour

Here we go, yeah

American hypocrisy, oh, let me count the ways

They came here seekin' freedom then they end up ownin' slaves

Justified it usin' Christianity which saves

Religion don't mean shit, there's too much ego in the wa

That's why ISIS is a crisis

But in reality this country do the same shit, take a life and call it righteou

Remember when Bin Laden got killed, supposedly?

In a hotel lobby after a show, was noticin'

These white ladies watchin' CNN, coverin' the action

They read the headline and then they all started clappin'

As if LeBron had just scored a basket at the buzzer

I stood there for a second, watched them high-five each other

For real? I thought this was "Thou shalt not kill"

But police still lettin' off on niggas in the Vill

Claimin' that he reached for a gun, they really think we dumb and got a death wish

Now somebody's son is layin' breathless

When I was a little boy my father lived in Texas

Pulled up in Toyota, drove that shit like it was Lexu

Put my bag in his trunk and headed off for Dallas

Out there for the summer, feelin' just like I was Alice

Lost in the Wonderland where niggas still sufferin

Just like they was back home, and that's wrong

So now it's "**** the government!" They see my niggas strugglin

And they don't give a shit at all, and that's wrong, yea

The type of shit that make you wann

The type of shit that make you wann let go

The type of shit that make you wann

The type of shit that make you wann let go

I had a convo with the President, I paid to go and see him

Thinkin' about the things I said I'd say when I would see him

Feelin' nervous, sittin' in a room full of white folks

Thinkin' about the black man plight, think I might choke

Nope, raised my hand and asked a man a question

Does he see the struggle of his brothers in oppression?

And if so, if you got all the power in the clout

As the President, what's keepin' you from helpin' niggas out

Well, I didn't say 'shit,' but you catch my drift

He looked me in my eyes and spoke and he was rather swift

He broke the issues down and showed me he was well-aware

I got the vibe he was sincere and that the brother care

But dawg, you in the chair, what's the hold up?

He said there's things that I wanna fix

But you know this shit, b***h: polit

Don't stop fightin' and don't stop believin'

You can make the world better for your kids before you leave it

Change is slow, always has been, always will be

But **** that, I'ma bust back 'til they kill m

Change is slow, always has been, always will be

But **** that, I'ma bust back until they kill me—feel me

The type of shit that make you wann (Aight, third verse)

The type of shit that make you wann let go

The type of shit that make you wann

The type of shit that make you wann let go

Here's a thought for my revolutionary heart

Take a deeper look at history, it's there to pick apart

See, the people at the top, they get to do just what they want

'Till after a while the people at the bottom finally get smart

Then they start to holla "Revolution!" Tired of livin' here, destitution

**** that lootin'! Can you tell me what's the best solution

I used to think it was to overthrow oppressors, see

If we destroy the system, that means we'll have less of greed

But see, it's not that simple

I got to thinkin' about the history of human nature while this instrumental

Played, then I realized somethin' that made

Me wonder if revolution was really ever the way

Before you trip and throw a fit over these words I say

Think about this shit for second, you heard the wa

The children in abusive households

Grow up knockin' girlfriends out cold

That's called a cycle

Abused becomes the abuser and that's just how life go

So understand

Look at the power, but you know what power does to man?

Corruption always leads us to the same shit agai

So when you talk 'bout revolution, dawg, I hear just what you sayin'

What good is takin' over

When we know what you gonna do?

The only real revolution happens right inside of you

I said, what good is takin' over

When we know what you gonna do?

The only real revolution happens right inside of you, b***h

The type of shit that make you wann (High for hours, ****

The type of shit that make you wann let go (Volume one)

The type of shit that make you wann

The type of shit that make you wann let go