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Higher Times

by Mason Street Gangstas

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1.
We're the Mason Street Gangstas And we're turning your neighborhood against us MSG Tearin' up Mason Street We're nothin' but elite Buttah-boo's bouncin, yeah she's back again Rollin up to the M A S O N Bringin the beats and the sweet melody Got that flavor, got that style, yo don't be fuckin with me This is Skeezy-E, watch out for your fellas I'm on the prowl from here to Australia I'll take your man like I take off my clothes Sweet and with the beat, cause I'm that favorite ho I'm Ready-Red chock full of fire Set this place ablaze, leave you burnin with desire Bringin the heat to Mason Street Leave you with a taste of my spicy treat Yo it's the weatherman new to the scene But you can call me manifest destiny Movin' East to West to be killin it with Mason Street I shine incandescently cause I flow with too much energy Hey it's LocoFoco I don't mess around Last album we almost blew up this town We be thuggin by day, clubbin by night Shorties and me always such a delight My name is C-dizze and baby you know I wiggle Dealin' dishes to the fishes as long as they grant my wishes My crew is the wet boys and we make a ton of noise Crash your party, crash your bike, blow your mind with all our toys Diamond Dope here, scoopin' in the light, rum up Green seed slinging Pourin' low from the bubbly spring a flowin ever glistening With the rays from my shiny smile huslin, 1 2 I like birds and bees and the salty seas I got curves and swerves and scrapes on my knees I'm the best thing that you've ever seen You can call me baby, or you can call me Bean From the hood to the street I be dolin' out your medicin My voice is so much sweeter than that pill of Exedarin So if you needin' a doctor don't be ashamed Out with some dirty ass hos, SadieShuga's my name I've been called T-bone, I've been called TT, Even called T-dawg, Miss T and little T I got a lot of names at the top of the hill But call me T-squared who's rhymes can kill K-k-k-kel-dawg, Evergreen born and raised, Now I spend all my days smokin' green, that purple haze Hit the Royal, I'm the queen, hit the dance floor run the scene Make love to the mic and now all the boys be wantin me Livin the dream up on Mason Street Livin' the life that's always sweeter than sweet Koko shorty got the greatest story Come kick it with me, we'll share another 40
2.
The Knives, the guns, the drugs I always knew I'd have you by my side It's 1995, walkin down Helena I saw you from afar, playin in the yard I knew that we'd be friends, mornings making mudpies Afternoons climbin trees, you're singing me I'll see you at the crossroads Single mothers on welfare, tryin to make things work There's conflict all around us and we're trying to not get hurt Junkies standin on the corner, brothas smokin' blunts It looks as if they'll start a gang war, po-pos on the hunt We kept our wits about us, nothin they can do to stop us They ain't got nothin' on us, they can't force their ways upon us As the years pass by, we start to look around The cadiallacs look less inviting bumpin up and down Sellin drugs, sellin tricks, so few jobs to be found We knew the time had finally come, time to ditch this town
3.
Joanne 03:54
Knock, knock, knockin' on the door We walk into the party and I see you on the dance floor My girls and I, we start to get down Turnin' all the eyes, gettin low to the ground I'm feelin kinda loose, I'm gettin really free As i'm movin to the beat, you slide up next to me We're vibin on eachother we're about to get close Up walks Joanne, lookin like a ho I'm gonna fuck your man, just because you know I can I'm gonna fuck your man, he's leavin you for me Joanne She's bumpin and grindin all up on your knee Little does she know you're only thinking of me I've got my fishnets on, boots to my thigh Lookin like a dream gonna make you feel right Joanne that ho always lookin for drama But really you just want me to be your baby mama I'm lookin through Joanne, straight into your eyes You tell her that you're thirsty but you're only tellin lies I'm headed for the door, with you close behind As soon as we're outside, our bodies intertwine It start to heat up, it's really gettin hot Joanne walks out, her face full of shock She's runnin at me, swingin her purse, Fuck you Joanne, you stole my man first You better listen up Joanne, this is how it all began Back in the day when we were friends you and I were like PB&J, until you stole my man away Now this is where our story ends Now we haven't spoke for years, and I see you dancin here Now you're with another man again I've been waitin for this chance to come, to put an end to what you begun Now you're gonna witness my revenge
4.
Yo I can never pick a club so I hire my own part caddy Lookin for a skinny blonde bitch that'll call me daddy Game so legendary, they call me Bagger Vance When I dance, ladies love the swagger She leaned in said "Tiger, heard you drive it deep" Damn right baby girl I'll sweep you off your feet And when I'm finished with the front I always play the back So if you's down to get freaky you know I'm down with that And if girl you's a par 5, I'll birdie that shit Hit it 4 times a night before I quit it and forget it Yeah I never let it affect my game That I got a girl back home when I see all this spare change You can lay up in the sand, work you up and down like chip and putt I can be your Tiger Woods if you just be my blonde slut Don't worry bout my girl back home when I'm blowin up your phone yeah I can be your Tiger Woods if you just be my blonde slut My blonde slut, baby be my blonde slut You don't need class with an ass like that yeah I can be your Tiger Woods if you just be my blonde slut Tonight I'm dressed all fly like it's Sunday at the Master's Eyes on the green, but my games a straight disaster But tonight it doesn't matter cause all these girls are plastered So I walk up to the hottest one, and I ask her Hey pretty lady, what's your name, how you doin? It's Skeezy-E baby and I like the way you're movin Is it really how I move or the money in the bank Or that I ball harder than Nike when I'm drivin in the range? Well the money doesn't hurt and neither does your style But I hear you like em blonde and I'm lookin to get wild If it's wild that you want, then it's wild that you get So grab a glass I'll fill it with a shawn-don-em-uet(?) Take you to another level that you ain't never been at Give you a little taste of fame girl, what you think of that? I know that you'll be pleasin me so lets head back to Mason Street Tell me all about the things that you wanna do to me And oh girl you're so sexy, you got me trippin and changing up my whole world And ooh, the way that you affect me, you got me thinking that tonight you'll be my girl yeah Smoother than Augusta greens the way that you be workin me So let's head back to Mason Street Where you can be my hole-in-one, let's play around and have some fun Yeah we won't stop until we're done
5.
I want your body and your blood, don't need no kisses or your love I'm on the prowl, for a body for a man The hunt is on, on the dance floor we begin Picked up your scent, come on baby just give in I want your body and your blood, don't need no kisses or your love Let your animal out, let your body scream I wanna hear you roar Let your animal out, let your body scream I wanna love you like a carnivore I can crump it, bump it, hunt it, mount it, Jerk it, drop it, slit it, scalp it, Rip it, get it, now you'll know I'll win it, yeah I'll win it DJ drop those beats down, make your body sound Move those hips round Step right up and give me the pound-pound Girl why you actin like that? Think you got this home-boy in your trap Truth is I'll be watchin you all night Actin real coy, keepin out of your sight If you wanna play predator vs. prey, I've played that game and you better play my way Cause baby I can grind it and wind it and get up on behind it I'll squeeze it and tease it, I know how to please it
6.
Oh baby you and me, why don't we leave We can wander through the crowded streets Have sex to this boss beat We'll duck behind the oak tree, start poudin against the concrete Baby I got the key to your heart (sexy, sexy, sexy) Now the sun is going down, like you on me now We're the talk of the town, take off that velvet gown It's about to get messy, as you climb up on me Our bodies get sweaty, I'm getting ready With the key to your heart Oh girl you know it's hard For me to be your pawn For you those lips that boil Beggin you to up and start something selacious And then we'll climb in bed Maybe you'll give me head What was that sound you said- Broken spring, take the floor instead It's going down
7.
Woke up this morning, feeling like shit Man the party must have been legin Got a 40 taped to my hand, got the spins so bad I can't stand Got a magic-marker moustache Must have lost all my cash Memories from last night fading with the last of the light Kickin with my crew on Mason Street You know it's a night that can't be beat Skeezy-E be the wizest wizard, Lil' Abe droppin beats like a blizzard That's the part of the story before the last of the 40 Then it was lights out for your number one shorty I'll kiss my hangover goodbye Say hello to the 40 that I'm gonna buy I'll kiss the evening goodbye Say hello to my bottle that aimed at the sky Koko shorty got the remedy To a hangover with the worst melody Drink a 40's worth of water Pop some advil for a starter Take three rips of the finest weed Surely this is my finest deed Heading off straight to bed, Gonna sleep like I'm motherfuckin dead Still can't see straight Drank my worth in weight In an awful state Don't know if that 40s gonna taste so great
8.
When you see me on the beach, baby keep walkin by Even though you don't see me arm in arm with a guy Just keep your gaze aimin straight on ahead Cause there ain't no way you gonna get me into your bed Back home I got a boy with more shuga than you Joker don't get me wrong, you see I'm never untrue So just keep chuggin now don't stand and stare Even though I got some motherfuckin' beautiful hair Boy I'm serious now, sucka you better pick up the pace Because in my bikini, I've got a can full of mace And these killa long legs are gonna mess up your chest Cause both of em have a warrant out for arrest A warrant out for arrest In my bikini got a ticket to travel the world That's right I'm an international type of a girl I got curves like I got dollas Gettin drinks like I get hollas Gettin freaky with down-under ballas Tired from ignoring all these callas Sittin in the sun, sippin on my wine Don't worry bout the future, I got tons of time Hittin up Belize, Guatemala and Sidney Ain't nobody on Mason Street gonna bother me
9.
Sittin in a strip club, sippin on wine Shorty all up on me, workin that grind Stuffin 20 dollar bills in her G-string line I'll be hittin that tonight like I'm hittin these rhymes But all up in my face comes this punk-ass little G Lookin for some action from the shorty with me I get out of my seat and I flash him my piece He tries to pull a shank so I blast him in the knee And they called the police, but I called my homies And we made the perfect getaway, the perfect getaway Blazin down the freeway, goin 95 With a sawed-off shotty and my homies in side Runnin low on gas and runnin low on time, We pull off of the freeway to find another ride We find a busy street and we pull the car aside I get out and point the shotty at the people drivin by One of them stops and I say "you're gonna die" He takes off runnin so we get inside and drive Now we're on the run, on the run, on the run It's only just begun, just begun, just begun Now it's 3 AM and we've ditched the cops Crossin state lines and we're never gonna stop Till a homie ridin with us starts having second thoughts He thinks we should surrender cause he thinks we'll get caught We tell him hell no and keep the pedal to the floor He's lookin more suspicious than he ever has before He whips out a badge and a magnum 44 We grab that undercover pig and kick him out the door
10.
I don't care what you got on me I'm the motherfuckin KryspyBean, KB You can talk your shit, you can flip your lip Just remember rude girl, you ain't too hip I got bros and hos all along the coast That party you stalkin, I'm the host I got friends in the East, friends in the West When it comes to Washington, I'm the best dressed Where my pants at, where my pants at dawg? Bitch shut up, use the upstairs bathroom I've got bros and hos all along the coast When it comes to lovin, they love me the most I don't need your stinkin sleazy attitude Lately you've been puttin me in a lousy mood Get outta my town, get outta my state If I were you, I wouldn't wait My bros will be on your ass by eight If I know em at all, they won't be late You're up in here, actin like a hog You run your mouth like Choco the dog Now you got a big white chicken in your mouth I advise you girl, you better head your ass south Yo, it's me and C-mac, I'm comin at you with this lyrical attack Don't compare, don't even try You fuck around with me I swear to god you probably gonna die, why? I'm the flyest cat that you ever seen Shoreline, Seattle, Evergreen state What I'm reppin for, what you disrespectin for? No reason, I will leave you bleedin You're not conceiving what I'm saying I'mma make sure you're prayin I ain't playin I'm a real motherfucker allergic to the fake I don't give a fuck about anyone that hate so wait Before you talk that shit, Me and C-murder we fuckin' legit And these flows I spit, they real I don't really give a fuck anybody feel I'm made of steel - you can't go through me Fuck y'all motherfuckers how you gonna do me Show respect when you come at me I'm CG and you best believe
11.
It's hard to keep track of what's going on I've got a lot of men but something feels wrong All day I find myself thinking of you I don't want this to fall through They're just toys to play with But I want a man to stay with Can't you see, I can get anyone to be with me But it's you I want to set me free Someone to answer my call Someone to be there to break my fall These other guys are fun for a while But they're just not my style They come and go like day and night But only you can make me feel right You've got a girl you're giving diamonds and pearls I've got these guys in between my thighs If you haven't caught on, I don't think it would be wrong Let's forget all this mess, put our love to the test
12.
Club's glowin, the feelins tight Me and my boys havin fun tonight Pre-funked on somethin, not a worry bout nothin People all around are doin some crumpin Strut up to the bar and I see from afar Lookin so fine spinnin on her wine I don't think I've seen someone so devine Long hair, real bright eyes And a booty that will make you go out of your mind Got a taste of a body and I want some more She's not like anything you've seen before Got dressed up with my girls tonight We're lookin so good in the spotlight Dancin and drinkin all over this town Till I spot a guy that can really get down I see him lookin at me while I'm lookin at him We're lockin eyes and the lights go dim We connect and you can't deny it The look in your eyes says that we should try it I love this song girl Do you like me too? Oh girl you know of course I do Then let's get lost and go up to my place Share this kiss and my embrace Bring down the lights Turn up that beat, we're movin tight, you feel my heat I hop on my bike and I spin them tires The passion on the street shows our desires Weavin through traffic, fuck the police They can't stop me, I flash them my piece Holdin on tight on the back of the bike This guy already knows what I like Our connection in the club was undeniable This feelin in my body is always reliable At her phat-ass mansion on the top of the hill She leads me in, this girl's got skill We pop the bub and get in the tub She pulls out her dub and we smoke that shrub R. Kelly on the stereo, the mood is set, our sexy silhouette I'm groovin on this feelin, the weed doesn't hurt Our love's so strong, this guys not a flirt We're never gonna stop this party Even if it wears us down Come on all, get up, get up Let's go out and hit this town We're never gonna stop this party Dance all night, our feet are light Never gonna stop this party Move together till daylight
13.
I walked away from my standards just the other day And I threw out all those ingrained notions of temperment Sufficient to undestcore the practices In a single frame of mind - Living on a solo line of incremental time Trading in dimension-less monotony I'll melt your pre-dispositions into shapeless compositions Let's get a script for a zip of the tweedle-dee And roll a canon-size blunt, what a site to see To set the head right and get my body tight A multi-trajection angleoscopy I'm gonna puff tough on my medi for free My crops guarded by the RCMP We know how we want to live - in a kick ass little center Getting everything to bloom and look beautiful again In our kick ass little center A culture of cannabis, frisbee, computers, networking A culture of peace, prosperity, hemp and recycling Smoke an ounce of weed every single day That's a pound every two weeks If I keep it up for 72 years, I'll have smoked one ton of weed I wear sunglasses no matter what Cause I'm so high that my eyes are shut All of my buddies are wearin shades too So we can be high and you won't have a clue In this kick ass little center everyone smokes legally And grows a sticky sea of bud to toke personally So get your head tight, you know we're ready to fight And stand up for our medicine unquestionably Don't let them criticize our medicine Man you just gotta blaze up that blounce and bust a fat smoke load In their silly little faces I'm just a reefer refugee in the garden of Steve Kubby I pledge allegiance to the flame One nation, under Kubby Indivisible, with reefer happiness for all

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released July 17, 2010

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