Blow Your High

Here we go again

Why you blowing them stems I'm bout' to flow again

I know the smoke ain't the only thing going in

I gotta whole lotta truth you can roll'em with

Feel it in your chest, yes, breath

It's what you breathe in never thinkin' that you blessed

You hear it in the back, right, left

Your body feeling right but your soul getting left

You think you gettin' high but you really getting low

The devil got you blind from the weed that you blow

You worshippin' a tree instead of worshippin' the king

When he made everything Romans 1: 23

Chase that high all the way to into the grave

You lost in your low so you're high everyday

And everything you crave only makes you a slave

And Christ is the only way you ever gonna 'scape

If it's one hitta, quitta, get it

In your mind that your time's gon' pass

And if you gon' get it, spit it, lick it

You got one life and it ain't gon' last

You ain't stimulated, you manipulated by a hater

And he hate it when you rehabilitated

If smoke is the evidence, you takin' His benevolent gift

And telling him split while you're in hell in yo hit, so get up

Ohh, you think you high but you really getting low

Yeah, you gon' hate it but I had to let you know

That in the end we all gon' die, can't escape it if you try

I know your lighters up but I'm a blow your high (Eyyy!)

I'm a blow your high (Eyyy!) I'm a blow your high

I know you're trying to free your mind

But you just wasting time

And Jesus is alive

[Canon:]

Wait a minute ya'll

Let me take it down a river while they rolling down the hedonism boulevard

Anything that got em' feeling, maybe money or the Lamborghini in the magazine about the sports car

Everybody wanting satisfaction

But there's no regard for The One who has it

And everybody wantin' grabbin'

But you gotta get it from above where they stash it

You can try to get high

You can feel alive

But the reality, your soul dry

You gotta find anybody with a better high

You ain't fillin' half of the $20 bag full of weed that provides it

Gotta make a U-turn cause if you turn

You can see The One who turns

But if we never make that turn

You will never be content with the high you've earned

You will never be happy

Running with the love of kush

For the love of kush, I promise

You can either be a slave to an object

Or rather be a slave to the God who's honest

They ain't never seen a high like I got

But they fallin' in the puddle like a raindrop

Steady running from the top of the balcony

Looking over the Hollywood valleys falling from the rooftop

Ohh, you think you high but you really getting low

Yeah, you gon' hate it but I had to let you know

That in the end we all gon' die, can't escape it if you try

I know your lighters up but I'm a blow your high (Eyyy!)

I'm a blow your high (Eyyy!) I'm a blow your high

I know you're trying to free your mind

But you just wasting time

And Jesus is alive

The wrath of God is revealed from heaven against all ungodliness and unrighteousness of men

Who by the unrighteousness they suppress the truth

For although they knew God, they did not honor Him or give thanks to Him

They became futal in their thinking

They exchanged the truth of God for a lie

And worshipped and served the creature instead of the creator who is Blessed Forever

Amen