[Talib]
Yeah.. my Lord.. yeah

[Verse 1: Talib]
Let's smoke, crack till, mouths foam, and torch our own homes
We sniff the petrol from buckets, after the crack smoke is drawn
We don't do bongs, we just smoke the cone
Smoke plastic caps and our throats dry out like meat from a bone
To get by.. just to get high
Just to get high, just to get high
My friend smoked bullets
Meth spirit stays in the system like cancerous tumours
I'm murderous, turned to drug usin
To get by.. just to get high
Just to get high, just to get high
Ask me if I've smoked sand paper, god I'm a failure
I drank paint mixed with ink, it tasted like Kahila
I'm a killah, I brought up my daughters in filth
I set fire to schools and I stick knives in myself
These deals I sell, they stock up my wealth
They fucked up, kinda like the state of my health
especially after I mix metho with white-out
To get by.. just to get high
Just to get high, just to get high
We drink and die before getting high.......I've choked on pie
it gives me the shits like coloured food dye
Let my baby cry, crack addicted shit, why wont it just die

[Chorus: Background singers]
This morning, I choked up
on my absinthe and wormwood brew I cooked up
lying on the ground with a bleeding nose
the visions in my head, rockin to-and-fro
keep on smokin, and keep on drinkin
I'm a shit poor, crack addicted, metho mixin
Just to high (cry), just to high (pie)
Just to high (dye), just to high (die)

[Talib and background singers]
(ba ba ba, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da badahh
Just to high (cry), just to high (pie)
Just to high (dye), just to high (die)
(ba ba ba, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da badahh
Just to high (cry), just to high (pie)
Just to high (dye), just to high (die)

[Verse 2: Talib]
We keeping it gangster say "pour, don't drizzle", "breathe is cheesy" and "publicly drunk"
I'm easy , coke makes me sneezy, my wife's pleas, and I beat up a punk
Yo, I attacked him - fuckin Christian, beating up children when I go fishin
I need a good car, I think I'll keep on wishin
My wife, she loves the crack, too bad I'm addicted too
At least we have something in common, too bad our love is illegal
Our child looks like Tolkien's, Smeagal
He's a dead ringer, Im not shittin you
Now, why would I lie? Just to get High?
Just to get by, we can't fly
This crack got me into stealing cars
My shrivelled up penis is charred, gives people the "ums" and "errs"
Some people like dance trance mix, they should be put on criminal charges
TV dinners and takeaways are boring, I want 40's and a couple of snorters
I need something to get high on, not something tastes like a iron-on
don't bother cashing cheques, its only paper with text
To get by.. just to get high
Just to get high, just to get high
I want a bucket to spit phlegm in, its dark green after you've smoked a crop
I smoke rocks like T-bone from Bumfights except hes probably a cock

[Chorus: Background singers]
This morning, I choked up
on my absinthe and wormwood brew I cooked up
lying on the ground with a bleeding nose
the visions in my head, rockin to-and-fro
keep on smokin, and keep on drinkin
I'm a shit poor, crack addicted, metho mixin
Just to high (cry), just to high (pie)
Just to high (dye), just to high (die)

[Talib: repeat 2x - with background singers]
Yoyoyo, yo
Some people cry, but I just get high
Just to get by, or so I can get high
You love to eat and I love to get high
We deceive when we lie, but not when I'm high

Yoyoyo, yo
When, the people decide, to get high
Can't see they eyes, because they're high
But there's people you find
Who get High..... when there high