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Accepted Eclectic


Artist: Aceyalone
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 7
Year: 2001

Master Your High Lyrics - Accepted Eclectic - Aceyalone

[Chorus] 

When you see somebody stumbling when they walk by 

Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" -> Slick Rick 

Droolin from the mouth with them bloodshot eyes 

Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" 

You took a half of shrooms and now you bout to cry? 

"Hey kid, walk straight, master your high" 

Can't remember a thing no matter how hard you try 

"Hey kid, walk straight, master your high" 

 

First you start mumbling 

Then you start stumbling 

Then your motor skills start malfunctioning 

Could it be the intake 

Of the chemical that makes your body shake 

All over, so critical 

First one running to the bar 

To get a drink 

First one hanging out the car 

Chunky pink 

Really paralyzed, numb up and sedated 

Moving with that rubber band body when you faded 

Smoke about an ounce of weed 

Drank ten beers, it's just a 

Matter of time before you start getting the fears 

You can't steer? (you can't steer?) 

You can't hear? (you can't hear?) 

You ain't here, you can't steer clear? 

You want to go home? 

 

[Chorus] 

When you see somebody stumbling when they walk by 

Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" (->Slick Rick, 'Hey 

Young World' (I think)) 

Droolin from the mouth with them bloodshot eyes 

Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" 

You took a half of shrooms, you think you gon die? 

"Hey kid, walk straight, master your high" 

Can't remember a thing no matter how hard you try 

"Master your high" 

 

First you smoke indo 

Then some chocolate 

But the gin and juice got you skyrocketing 

Yo, can I get a Long Island? 

Who got the bud? 

Now you want to lay it down 

In the club 

You supposed to be a thug drinking thug passion 

But you can barely push it to the house 

Without crashing 

Now, you know better 

Than getting that saucy 

Trying to mix tequila 

With kamekaze and bossy (?) 

Fudge brownies 

With ganja butter 

Then you want to hit the bone? 

Your eyes flutter 

Yo, she had a happy face 

On her ecstacy 

She started touching her private place 

While she standing next to me 

You shoulda had one drink 

Like your girl 

Now you in the bathroom 

Calling Earl 

Oh, now you got the spins, 

The head-twirls 

Underestimate your high 

It rocked your world 

 

[Chorus] 

When you see somebody stumbling when they walk by 

Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" (->Slick Rick, 'Hey 

Young World' (I think)) 

Droolin from the mouth with them bloodshot eyes 

Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" 

You took a half of shrooms and now you bout to cry? 

"Hey kid, walk straight, master your high" 

Can't remember a thing on the acid fry 

"Master your high" 

 

First you need oxygen 

For circulation 

Then you need agua 

Rejuvination 

Maybe you should eat something 

But nothing spicy 

Maybe try a cold thai 

Nice and icy 

Now you can't leave here 

You can barely open doors 

Maybe take a shower 

Open your pores 

Just try to shake it off 

Have some activity 

Get your shit together 

Then come back to the festivities 

I'm not saying don't get high 

'cause that's on you 

I'm just saying if you don't get high 

Then what to do? 

See, my friend right here 

Can hold his liquor 

But my friend right here 

Is getting sicker 

So, he started beef with my homie over what? 

Took this fool to the house 

To sober up 

Maybe you should listen up, 

Heed the warning 

Or you gonna wake up sick as fuck 

In the morning 

 

God DAMN! 

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