Young! For life Once again it's the life, yessss (I don't know why, I.. get so high on) It's intoxicatin man, y'all don't know why you do what you do (Get so high on, get so high - high off the life)
[Verse One] The allure of breakin the law Is always too much for me to ever ignore I gotta thing for them big body Benzes, it dulls my senses In love with a V-Dub engine Man I'm high off life, fuck it I'm wasted Bey Venay kicks, or them Marvin Kaye wrists My women friend get tennis bracelets Trips to Venice, get they winters replaced with the sun, it ain't even fun no more I'm jaded Man, it's just a game, I just play it to play it I put my feet in the footprints left to me Without sayin a word, the ghetto's got a mental telepathy Man my brother hustled so, naturally Up next is me, but what perplexes me Shit I know how this movie ends, still I play the starrin role in "Hovito's Way"
[Chorus] It's just life, I solemnly swear To change my approach, stop shavin coke Stay away from hoes, put down the toast Cause I be doin the most.. oh no! But every time I felt that was that, it called me right back It called me right back, man it called me right back - oh no!
[Verse Two] I'm like a Russian mobster, drinkin distilled vodka 'Til I'm under the field with Hoffa, it's real Pillow-top him like a toupee Mix the water, with the soda Turn the pot up make a souflee All of y'all can get it like group-ays in your 2-way I'm livin proof that crime do pay Say hooray to the bad guy, and all the broads puttin cars in they name for the stars of the game Puttin 'caine in they bras and their tomorrows on the train All in the name of love Just to see that love locked in chains and the family came over the house to take back, everything that they claimed Or even the worst pain is the distress Learnin you're the mistress only after that love gets slain And the anger and the sorrow mixed up leads to mistrust Now it gets tough to ever love a-gain But the allure of the game, keeps callin your name To all the Lauras of the world, I feel your pain To all the Christies in every cities and Tiffany Lanes We all hustlers, in love with the same thang
[Verse Three] I never felt more alive than ridin shotgun In Cline's green 5 until the cops pulled guns And I tried to smoke weed to give me the fix I need what the game did to my pulse, with no results And you can treat your nose and still won't come close The game is a lightbulb with eleventy-million volts And I'm just a mark, addicted to the floss And doors lift from the floor and the tops come off By any means necessary, whatever the cost Even if it means lives is lost.. And I can't explain why, I just love to get high Drink life, smoke the blueberry sky, blink twice I'm in the blueberry 5, you blink three times I may not even be alive How mean James Dean couldn't escape the allure Dyin young, leavin a good lookin corpse Of course
Once again it's the life I said it's the life Once again it's the life - oh no! (I don't why I) why I (get so high on) get so (get so high on) uh-huh (get so high - high off the life!) Hahahahahahaha - woo!