Trackmasters - Hit 'Em High lyrics

[Hook] If I hit 'em high hit 'em high hit 'em high Then you hit 'em low hit 'em low hit 'em low [Verse 1: Karess] I got that ill sh** locked, I'm gonna grill this pot, like "Yo chill b**h, watch!" My dro dealers weed buds fill ziplocs, and that's real sh**, I'm higher than a building top Never yield or stop, not too many n***as match with Karess Nasty as heck, rocking Air Maxes and sweats Tacky and don't give a f** if I match when I dress n***a, the b**h said my raps get her wet, i dont have to impress The way I'm spittin' slay my victims and I'm staying lifted Playing b**hes like a mother f**ing gaming system I got bars like im tryna f**ing make a prison Player pimpin', I'm the reason why your dame is missin' Paper gettin', on my hustling sh** Grimey n***a, walk up to your b**h, straight puffing a stick Better be raw if you got something to spit If not, you're getting punched in the lip Man, thats just how it is, the spot loud when the reefer is talkin' The leaf that I'm knockin', got these hoes wheezing and coughin' I stay with a forty bottle and some weed in my pocket See, I'm a problem, beating me ain't even an option, b**h [Hook] [Verse 2: Keegan B.] Sipping on a forty while I'm writing my raps Enlightening cats, to the fact I'm nice with the tracks Crack a cipher that's packed, and then I'm quick to ether kids Plus I got ya b**h yelling baby like Bieber did Half you kids spit the simplest raps That's why I shrug em off instead of giving em daps I'm just chillin at the finish where the winners relax You at the back of the pack, what kind of limits he have? Pay no mind to fashion, rocking hoodies and jeans Never aiming for the fame, it ain't as good as it seems While ya chasing chips, we're erasing ya clique Dropping videos that keep your eyes glued to the screen Every time I leave the booth, it's looking like a murder scene Cooking dope up in the lab, my crew is steady serving fiends Addicted to medical edibles, I'm always burning green A master rapper every syllable you heard is clean [Verse 3: Thr33] Reporting live from the sky, it's that n***a they love to hate And i can't remember a face, only dough to accumulate I'm a manifestation of light, here to set you f**s straight f** hate, I eliminate everything they generate Most of these cowards is sweet and sour like lemonade Looking at the Looney lame game like, "Should I penetrate?" Innovate, penetrate your b**h, she hyperventilates So many trees around me, it's a hid away, get away Cause ho, I stay lit like Independence Day And my n***as keep the cookie like a f**ing Christmas tray Coinciding my coalition, exceeding the pace Like, "n***a f** a million, I want to be Bill Gates" Wah-lah in your face, now you met a magician Wiped out, pearing at the tide just like the crimson I confide in my visions, that's why I'm never trippin' Plus a n***a keep getting dome like beauticians [Hook] [Verse 4: Mike Bars] My sh**'s obscene, foul mouthed, you're Listerine I'm a diss machine, nasty, you're like Mr. Clean I spit supreme, with a thousand an hour salary That's why they kiss the crown, not the ground when they bow down to me A lunatic, doing gruesome sh**, a fugitive And the flame I spit's the only thing keeping my Cuban lit I'm too legit, you ride around with a beauty kit Dude or chick? Wait, you're a man? Damn, that's a puny dick f** with me, you're gonna need a doctor With more cuts and scratches than DJ Hoppa I'm a psycho, you don't want to pick a fight with Michael If you'd like to, I'll go get my AS50 Sniper Rifle Yeah, and I might just do it again And bruise up your skin, depending on the mood that I'm in So quick, take a flick, let me get this booze off my chin And you'll see a star before it's dark, like a hallucinogen (Say Cheese!) See I'll be whippin', while you kick it in your dad's old Jeep That's why you're trippin' and your b**h been on my nads all week Listen, I'mma stick my dick into her vag so deep That when I finish, it'll drip, and make her a**hole leak Y'all don't know who I am Cause Tony Stark said if I dress as Clark Kent They won't know that I'm Superman Blam, so holler at me if you need somthing I'll be on the toilet in my cape, straight mean mugging [Hook]