Title: High Gravity
Album: get it RiGht, keep it RiGht
Artist: Low Profile
Lyrics:
STEEL!
It hits like a shot to the dome
I'm tellin you dont fuck with me when I got the HG malts flowin
NO!
Dont talk to me or look my way
And when Im full of Camo HG dont you even speak my name
Drinkin Camo Silver Ice even though I hate the taste
If you choose to come at me wrong youre going to get my shoe in your face
The nine percent HG hits me -- when I'm stuck in a rut
I got two Pitbulls from Baltimore in me, youre gonna get your head bust
H.G.'s in me
It goes straight to my brain
H.G.'s in me!
Take your ass out
I'll lay your body to rest
I did it before and I'll do it again
I've killed for less
HG's in my bloodstream
Thats the way I like it
When I'm chillin with the trash in your goddamned alley
HG's in my brainstem
Thats the way I like it
You aint my enemy but you still aint neither my friend
Take your ass out
I'll lay your body to rest
I did it before and I'll do it again
I've killed for less
HG fuels me
you know it and you hate it
dont beg for your life cause its too late
