How Could You Not Be High At Such As A Time Like This? Lyrics

How could you not be high at such as a time like this

The eve of nuclear Holocaust global crisis

I wish America could mind their own business

Fight a Russian come home get killed cause of my blackness

Dab off my rig with my nigs roll up a Jay and pray

Lord cover me in The Blood, wash all my sins away

But there's still love in the world we cannot live afraid

I'm mixing margaritas with mixed berry sorbet

The correlation between preparation and a Paranoia agent

Mushroom eighth personal internal affairs investigation

Alcohol to mask the pain and when we get salacious

Right back to hypochondriacs post ejaculation

And ladies if you don't orgasm you better demand some head

Like them girls tatu singing all the things she said

Fellas either get her off, or get left on read

I'ma tap her like a keg kegstand lift her legs

Do what it takes to distract ourselves from impending doom

Custom made glass to inhale these vapor fumes

Back in the day had the nitrous tank to sell these kids balloons

You'll float too, time don't heal all wounds

Because when it rain you can still feel the pain you need to dose

Precautionary measures, blocked receptors, don't let nobody close

Don't approach, all you niggas hoax

Dirty mirrors with the smoke

Y'all got god complex from sniffing coke

Cruel joke

Fake woke

How could you not be high at such as a time like this

How could you not be high at such as a time like this

How could you not be high at such as a time like this

How could you not be high at such as a time like this

How could you not want coexistence

Run a pick and roll with

The judge see my black skin and refuse a lower sentence

365 years how long y'all think I'm living

You pilgrims landed on Plymouth talking bout a friendly visit

Native blood courses my veins I can't trust thanksgiving

My ancestors displaced everybody niggas

That's why we take a shot when we meet a kindred spirit

Pour a little liquor, this shit deeper than lyrics

If our paranoia were premonitions, we would've been perished

If you poverty had a prequel then you wouldn't blame your parents

The way half you adults behave would leave your kids embarrassed

Hustle and flow word to Terrance

I pedal like 15 million merits

I need you to feel the love like Paris

Not the city bitch the heiress

Put those feathers on my headdress

Black foot ain't no half steppin

Go hard as my erection

Got it wrapped with the protection

That's the natural selection

How could you not be

How could you not be... high

High

But people been getting so high they died