Statik Selektah - Drunk & High lyrics

[Intro: Sample] (N.O.R.E.) (*Statik Selektah sample) Lord, I got something that your money can't buy (Statik whattup?) (*Statik Selektah) Yeah Yeah Yeah!!!! [Verse One: N.O.R.E.] (Sample) WOO! I know dudes that catch a body like a stage dive Cross over move the work like they A.I. Wolf on Wall Street get high on Bayside (I get drunk, and still high!) Uh! Still drinkin tiger bone like consistently Still smellin like weed shoppin at Tiffany's I don't commit no problems I just had an epiphany (I get drunk, and still high!) Ha! I used to f** a Spanish b**h her friend bad And when she went to work, I got some friend head I never asked about her man cause he been dead (I get drunk, and still high!) You see I still communicate through a star text Star Trek, flip phone, I object The process, focus on the project (I get drunk, and still high!) Yeah, see they would tumble when they broke But now they gettin rap money actin like it's dope I remember when you sold soap acting like it's coke (I get drunk, and still high!) You n***as'll sell your souls just to sell records n***as robbed you then sold back your necklace Throw you off the roof n***as livin reckless Cause (I get drunk, and still high!) [Verse Two: Termanology] (Sample) Ow! My lungs might go black I stand from the Pakistan Afghani kush, Amsterdam, packin jam Throw a drink in my palm like it's my catcher's hand (I get drunk, and still high!) Uh! I take a hundred shots then I throw up in the street Drink Champs, drink Lager on the beach Fortunate alcoholic, Gucci wallet is brolic (I get drunk, and still high!) Uh! Gin and Tonic, Vodka, cranberry, gettin bodied Marijuana purp, 30 Xannies and them Oxy's Mix a Klonopin pill with a shot of Patron (I get drunk, and still high!) I drive drunk home Jesus take the wheel from me Save my soul, the one that Satan try to steal from me I get drunk til everything sound real funny (I get drunk, and still high!) My still stomach only thing they can't steal from me I be wildin in the club like I'm still 20 Wildin out, getting locked, who got some bail for me? (I get drunk, and still high!) [Verse Three: REKS] Yeah sh** f** it, show up always I sip some sh**, lyrics that lick his ears Anonymous, we're syndicate, drink Champs in this b**h Ha Ha! Give me a fifth of Rmy Martin, n***a Nuh-uh, you don't want no f**ing problem, n***a Bout time me and compadres went all day With models to this motel, now we're seein the world sideways Pissin alleys and hallways, you be spittin that blah We be spitting the John Blaze, please give me besos mami Can see the preacher Sundays, saturday was a blur A bunch of bottles and b**hes holla if this is your Preferred type of weekend on the +Award Tour+ thinkin With Q-Tip, Phife D, Young G and Ali Shaheed Skeet, skeetin like it's 1993 again Might just hit the tree again, will we ever see an end? Show off CNN? Focus like the poachers I'm tipsy off the potion mixin absent devotion To the Henny minus Coke'll leave you slained like homie from La Coka Nostra Straight, no chaser with the soda, word up (I get drunk, and still high!) [Outro: Sample] Lord, I got something that your money can't buy Yeah Yeah Yeah!!!!