作曲 : Lawrence Muggerud/Louis Freese/Senen Reyes
Artist：cypress hill
Songs Title：highlife

I rolled you up like my rizla
Cut you up, with my sisters
You wanna get us - yeah, the venom spitters
Your styles trash dont litter
You got the jitters the hardhitters
No quitters your soul quivers
When you see the gats blazin, get out the street now
There aint no use for you beggin to turn the heat down
You label me coldblooded
You wanna warm me up with hot lead the gat thudded

You cant cut it
You wack, but its - no use your mouth shut it
Shootin arrows diamond-studded, and still budded

You got to love it, you better chase the paper all day
So you can walk down the long platinum hallway

But now the fools are minutemade
They get played for a minute
Then played out they never get back in it
Gun park I bring chalk for your body outlined on the floor
You got hit by the 4-4!

Youre in the game called life, son - how youre livin it

Street corner kids growin up blowin up

You chase dreams you want the highlife, with the skylights

But in the end your souls lost, you lost the shine right
Never turn your back ever, on niggaz true to you
Stand alone for the cheddar - and theyll be through with you
The highlife yeah, the highlife

The highlife yeah, the highlife

You gotta hang out with b. reezy, and take it easy
Its gettin greasy, I had to learn how to beat me
Thats when you go for dolo, and get your meal ticket
And still kick it hardcore Im runnin real with it
Niggaz getting softcore, the people want more

Hardcore shit thats why I give them an encore

Curtains opened, you see the people applaud feelin it
You cant figure out the formula so youre stealin it
Cant stand unoriginal cats with minimal
Skills thats criminal - you fake bitches!

Youre lookin for riches, in the wrong places
The faces of death look you in the eye cut off your breath

When you fall feel your knees shatter

The bones breakin with your weak blatter

Pissin on yourself it dont matter
Dead weight, the bed waits for you on the set date
Dreams gone instead fate didnt hesitate

To put you away, close the gates now youre locked out
Your life cable, with all the porn channels blocked out （damn!）
What you good for? nothin, so be gone suckers

Have a nice trip see you motherfuckers!

I live for the highlife, get my mind right

Fuck the fame, the game and the limelights
Fools that be out there tryin to duplicate
But they cant match the aura, cant impersonate
See the first things that comes to pass, is the blast
Of the cypress hill weed funk blazin up a path
You cant help, but inhale and get strong
You need that good shit all up in your lungs
I live fast, and keep energy in motion
Jah bless, so I feel I been chosen
But I know, of he who conquers
You gotta come strong and sound off like thunder
I check myself and make sure Im comin real tight
Rhyme for my fam, the gs and the highlife
The highlife - hah, hah
The highlife yeah