| Song | High Society |
| Artist | Kottonmouth Kings |
| Album | Royal Highness |
| Now, don't get me wrong the 10 Commandments is cool, | |
| See once upon a time I too believed in the Golden Rule | |
| Unemployment figures at an all time high | |
| (?) nation dwindled, so the (sauté?) swindle | |
| Got tossed the fuck out the window. | |
| You know what I'm saying? | |
| Kottonmouth kings still blowin smoke rings. | |
| Keep your head up. | |
| It's a high society | |
| It's time for some realization, | |
| Not fueled by media manipulations | |
| But the manifestation of the last generation, legalization | |
| Fuck your pensions if you're paid, pay attention | |
| Teachers of this land, yo your all on detention | |
| You failed to mention about this everyday struggle, | |
| Placed me in a bubble but it popped on the double, | |
| Now your in trouble cuz I'm older now I'm bolder now, | |
| Bitch, I'm a soldier now | |
| Been raised to blaze in the simple place, | |
| Like a greyhound's race to brace this of disgrace | |
| I've seen people starved till there no life left, | |
| I've seen heads kicked in for the words that they said | |
| Police crackin skulls with no questions asked, | |
| A suicidal shot from a shotgun blast | |
| It didn't have nothing to do with (?) | |
| It didn't have shit to do with the ones that they dropped | |
| It didn't have nothing to do with the land that got stole | |
| believe me motherfucker, I see right through your mind control | |
| I won't drown, drown, drown in your society | |
| High times, it's a high society | |
| Lies, lies everyone keeps tryin me | |
| Why wont they just let me be? It's a high society | |
| First of all lets get this straight, this systems full of shit, | |
| They say 'In God we trust', your a fuckin hypocrite | |
| Crooked politicians lying out their ass | |
| Money hungry whores behind the doors smokin grass | |
| No trust in the nation, trust in the nation | |
| Spending all the money on the fucking immigration | |
| Walls caving in it's getting hard to breathe | |
| 51-50's what this system's done to me! | |
| Money don't mean shit to me, it grows on evil trees | |
| It breaks up families, it's more like a disease | |
| Cuz it's tension, did I mention it's the governments invention, | |
| Dollar dollar bill ya'll | |
| Currency a money dollar for 20 bucks, | |
| You can make somebody's daughter suck a (hooker-holla?) | |
| Turn a boy into a baller, watch his chips stack taller, | |
| Dollar dollar bill ya'll | |
| You'll see all or nothin in this game of survival | |
| Gots hustlers holdin on to the scams, | |
| They can (watch?) their bible | |
| But I'm viable for me to stay tribal, | |
| And keep making these flows undeniable | |
| But I'm viable for me to stay tribal, | |
| And keep making these flows undeniable | |
| I won't drown, drown, drown in your society | |
| High times, it's a high society | |
| Lies, lies everyone keeps tryin me | |
| Why wont they just let me be? It's a high society | |
| Now a nation that's stolen, can never be golden | |
| Compassion's not true in, in this (shallow amount?) of ruin. | |
| Modern industry, the industrial complex | |
| A system of no balance, and not enough checks | |
| Disease bred, transmitted through sex | |
| Revelation (to for wishin'?) | |
| Can you pay the tuition? Can you make the grade ? | |
| Is life really all about getting paid? | |
| Money can't buy nothing buried in a grave | |
| Slave driven, unforgiven | |
| The more you make, the better your livin' | |
| So it's all role-playin, playing roles, grave diggers diggin' holes | |
| Genetics strange, passed down through years of pain | |
| So the cure you seek for the mentally weak is just the norm | |
| As we weather the storm, so it's conform or suffer |
| Now, don' t get me wrong the 10 Commandments is cool, | |
| See once upon a time I too believed in the Golden Rule | |
| Unemployment figures at an all time high | |
| ? nation dwindled, so the sauté? swindle | |
| Got tossed the fuck out the window. | |
| You know what I' m saying? | |
| Kottonmouth kings still blowin smoke rings. | |
| Keep your head up. | |
| It' s a high society | |
| It' s time for some realization, | |
| Not fueled by media manipulations | |
| But the manifestation of the last generation, legalization | |
| Fuck your pensions if you' re paid, pay attention | |
| Teachers of this land, yo your all on detention | |
| You failed to mention about this everyday struggle, | |
| Placed me in a bubble but it popped on the double, | |
| Now your in trouble cuz I' m older now I' m bolder now, | |
| Bitch, I' m a soldier now | |
| Been raised to blaze in the simple place, | |
| Like a greyhound' s race to brace this of disgrace | |
| I' ve seen people starved till there no life left, | |
| I' ve seen heads kicked in for the words that they said | |
| Police crackin skulls with no questions asked, | |
| A suicidal shot from a shotgun blast | |
| It didn' t have nothing to do with ? | |
| It didn' t have shit to do with the ones that they dropped | |
| It didn' t have nothing to do with the land that got stole | |
| believe me motherfucker, I see right through your mind control | |
| I won' t drown, drown, drown in your society | |
| High times, it' s a high society | |
| Lies, lies everyone keeps tryin me | |
| Why wont they just let me be? It' s a high society | |
| First of all lets get this straight, this systems full of shit, | |
| They say ' In God we trust', your a fuckin hypocrite | |
| Crooked politicians lying out their ass | |
| Money hungry whores behind the doors smokin grass | |
| No trust in the nation, trust in the nation | |
| Spending all the money on the fucking immigration | |
| Walls caving in it' s getting hard to breathe | |
| 5150' s what this system' s done to me! | |
| Money don' t mean shit to me, it grows on evil trees | |
| It breaks up families, it' s more like a disease | |
| Cuz it' s tension, did I mention it' s the governments invention, | |
| Dollar dollar bill ya' ll | |
| Currency a money dollar for 20 bucks, | |
| You can make somebody' s daughter suck a hookerholla? | |
| Turn a boy into a baller, watch his chips stack taller, | |
| Dollar dollar bill ya' ll | |
| You' ll see all or nothin in this game of survival | |
| Gots hustlers holdin on to the scams, | |
| They can watch? their bible | |
| But I' m viable for me to stay tribal, | |
| And keep making these flows undeniable | |
| But I' m viable for me to stay tribal, | |
| And keep making these flows undeniable | |
| I won' t drown, drown, drown in your society | |
| High times, it' s a high society | |
| Lies, lies everyone keeps tryin me | |
| Why wont they just let me be? It' s a high society | |
| Now a nation that' s stolen, can never be golden | |
| Compassion' s not true in, in this shallow amount? of ruin. | |
| Modern industry, the industrial complex | |
| A system of no balance, and not enough checks | |
| Disease bred, transmitted through sex | |
| Revelation to for wishin'? | |
| Can you pay the tuition? Can you make the grade ? | |
| Is life really all about getting paid? | |
| Money can' t buy nothing buried in a grave | |
| Slave driven, unforgiven | |
| The more you make, the better your livin' | |
| So it' s all roleplayin, playing roles, grave diggers diggin' holes | |
| Genetics strange, passed down through years of pain | |
| So the cure you seek for the mentally weak is just the norm | |
| As we weather the storm, so it' s conform or suffer |