Light it up! Yeah Put it in the air (high lights, high lights) (high lights, high lights) [Aceyalone] Bubble kush, cat piss, purple rain Hash plant,
Now I'm high in the city Feel the evening air The crowds in the city Compete for a share It's all so busy, a complete affair Down here... As I
[Robby (Ryan)] (What's up my nigga?) Heh, chillin' yo (What's up man, ya ready to go? Come on!) Naw yo, you just go ahead (What's wrong with you man?) (
15 will get ya 20 16 will get ya 10 Don't think it can't happen to you cause It happened to one of my friends 18 fresh out of school Doin' the right
City High '99 If you my dawg let me hear you bark it aint my fault that the thought that hit your heart split you apart you should've kept your guard
Now you's my boy and all, but we need to talk Stop by the store bring ya ball, let's hit the park, I wanna rap for a minute, but don't take it hard,
[Verse I] I don't understand why you had to go I guess I'll never know Life seems so hard Since you went your way, There's still some things I got to
You can say I'm plain Jane, but it's not the same I ain't in to big names, but I like nice things I watch boxing matches and uh football games I wouldn
Now the way it went Got me in this messed up predicament Cause I ain't know how to be monogamous I was caught in the wrong just walkin' Through the
never know and why, cuz I went to City High A school with more drop outs than sign-ups at registration And the pregnancy rate is at an all-time high
the cup, about 5-6 strippers tryin to work for a buck, and I took one girl outside wit me, her name was Lonni, she went to Jr. High wit me, I said, Why
You don't know me They don't know me Y'all don't know me So don't try to judge me Cause I'm hard headed I don't wanna listen Experience is my teacher
How many people out there like Donny Ha thaway? Let me see your hands up Know what I'm sayin' City High's about to reminisce Drop the beat y'all I
if I choose to, I don't fall in love easily Give'you the blues Boo I have you sittin' 'round misty-eyed Caramel, get 'em all the time Hot shit from City High
This is a ghetto fairytale It was two weeks before my son's birthday D.T's ringing my bell (Ma'am we need to ask a few questions) They told me the Raid
City High, Booga Bassment Here come another one, uh I know things ain't work out for you and me But don't worry 'bout my child Cause I'm gonna take
Who is she? That be pagin' you and callin' all night? Just tell me please Ain't no need for you to try and lie now. Where did you go When you said that
ll be worried From the windows she will fall Chorus Ordinary high (ordinary high) Ordinary high (ordinary high) This is no ordinary This is no ordinary This is no ordinary high
