Get Hi - Raashan Ahmad

And the people running away

The city full of the slave

And everyday is grey

The people gonna get it

And the cop is killing again

A brother father and friend

Nobody care in the end

The people gonna get it

Get it up in the morning

Like the bombs and the shooting

They killing babies the babies

The blood is just the pollution

Institution they getting

The money money from prison

Can make a living we living

Below the poverty listen

How we can get high

Like airplanes in the clouds

Sometimes I feel like a loser

How can my mama be proud

A step away from the hopeless

A check away from the homeless

I did a show for the troops

B-boyed with the soldiers

We getting high off the culture

Dodge and weave from the shock

The system running I’m running

And trying to keep with the clock

Trying to keep with the block

More sheep in the flock

Is it power in numbers

Or easy picking for cops

Don’t worry bout nothin nothin

Have a coke and a smile

They kill on camera now

Most of them never see trial

If you rich then you win

If you poor then you lose

Its easy peasy so sleezy

Its my get high blues

I wanna get high

High above the clouds high above the hate

Cynicism my own mind create get high

Red white yellow black brown

Body mind soul smell touch sound

Come on get on its on

Blood for chevron exxon example

Poison the body like foods from monsanto

Thin line between showbiz and a sambo

Is it just the rich pulling strings like a banjo

I wanna get get high, come on and

We gotta get get high, come on and

I said get high, get high

Come on and

Get high

Come on and

Get high