High As Hell 1993 lyrics

(Verse 1)
n*gga f*ck around and im aiming at your f*cking head
Once again creeping out the grave with the living (Finish Him!)
Bustin shots all across your mother f*cking area
Black magic coming through your door getting scarier
Now f*ck all of that bullsh*t that these n*ggas keep on talking bout
Glock nineteen put it right up to your f*cking mouth
You know i got phonk like I'm coming from the South
Smoking Blunts for the summer on your mother f*cking couch


(Verse 2)
Now I'm high
Higher then a mother f*cking ceiling fan
1993 action music do you understand?
Two pistols on me like a n*gga bout to kill a man
Welcome to the team will i kill you or just shake you hand
f*cking with the dead evil spirits tryna get me
Fill the clip up to the tip for the bustas tryna stick me
It bе that nasty n*gga so I'm ready for the ending
Put thе grip up to your dome and squeeze that sh*t until its empty