High In The Clouds (ft. Black Rob)



[Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard] 

I wanna stay high in the clouds 

I wanna keep plenty of pussy around 

I'm gonna keep puttin' in bullets in pocket 

Just in case, it's goin' down 

I'm a Brooklyn soldier, yes, I'm is 

If you lookin' for a problem, here it is 

I'm worser than the cross and bones, and that's danger 

I don't give a fuck, what beef it is 



[Ol' Dirty Bastard] 

Now I'mma get serious, pussy don't talk, went the heat come out 

Niggaz sleep on Dirty, til the street come out 

I like fame, but lockdown changed the nigga 

Now it's all about the gauge, on the stage for nigga 

Cuz haters wanna shoot, everything that shine 

So I'm prepared, to lock and load my rhymes 

Eat, two at a time, while my mind is bent 

And dare motherfucker, come with Brook' with that 

I be rollin' on the Boulevard, nothin' better rush 

I'm like Big Ben with my middle finger up 

Sidewalk hash, make thugs relax 

Got a team that could vile your habitat 

More gritty than Diddy, cause my hair's uncombed 

Streets I roam, are too hot to throw on poems 

Feel like L.A. blocks, home, when the yay is yo 

Gotta rob a motherfucker when the day is slow 



[Chorus] 



[Black Rob] 

Uh, pussy doctor, four-four cocker 

Platinum, baby, ya'll niggaz is goin' copper 

I'm down in Bad Boy South with the nigga Chopper 

Programmed to blow shit up, like Dennis Hopper 

Hella pointed, hop out the helicopter 

It's L.A.X. for the weed, it's hella proper 

I rap, but still stick hoes for door knockers 

And if she's persistent, block her, block her, block her 

Infered, I call it the show shocker 

It's M.S.G., with Jay-Z, the show stopper 

And this is for them gangsta dudes, know you boppin' 

That take dough, and don't take shorts for no coppers 

My team are life stoppers, watch me split ya life up 

Like Mekhi Phifer, in the movie "Clockers" 

And just for doing the thing, they try to lock us 

Wanna find me? I'm layin' the back with the pill poppers 



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