Lyrics
well, freedom of expression and elation is my state, true, true, i'm a lucky boy but i don't believe in fate, cause i'm simply, standing strongly on the shoulders of giants, and hoping they'd be proud if they were in the audience, when the lights go out my adrenaline starts pumping, the lyrics kick up and crowd starts jumping, all the lovely honey's getting down to stubhystyle, is what gets me high, it's what gets me high, if you don't know what gets you high, pimp out motherfucker, let me take you for a ride, but you might not end up where you started from, so think twice before you take my advice, pimpin in tommy's jeep bumping to my 311, yo, i get a page 5447, he says cockboy's caddy ain't starting for a week, so i'm gonna get a ride with a 420 geek, i says come over about 10 o'clock, cause i got to go reinvest in some green stock, shocked!, well, that's the shit that keeps my pocket getting fatter, it's what gets me high and nothing else matters, it's a bit of the air in the night that always gets me high, thinking, i might given the right opportunity i, in the basement cool, we don't care, if the sublime's spinning on the record player, i want an o e 40 800 ice, chilling in the fridge so cool and nice, bringing the dough, dropping the flow, cause the scale won't lie, it's what gets me high, it's what gets me high, oh, i'm in ecstasy, life's easier with a 40, but please don't follow me, oh, i'm in ecstasy, a girl can get you higher than any drug do you agree, oh, i'm in ecstasy, so proud that i'm smiling, didn't turn out like daddy, oh, i'm in ecstasy, sex in carson's dressing room, holding on to memories, i'm not gonna say i'm sorry.
Song details
Artist: lucky boys confusion