Текст песни High Horse - nobigdyl., WHATUPRG, Mogli the Iceburg

High Horse

What you thought boy, it’s the tribe, ay
You can’t touch but you can try, ay
Pulling up its nothing survive, yeah
Pull the hating to the side
Please don’t touch the tribe
Horse’s way too high
Please don’t touch the tribe
Horse’s way too high
Tribe undefeated
82−0 for the season
Garden of Eden, talked to the serpent and told him to beat it
People so bold on the internet, what they do?
Nothing, but always be tweeting
I got the demons right where my feet is
I been the one since a fetus
I never been one to sweat, you never been to Gwinett
This is where I learned how to flex
I treat that hate like my ex, I don’t reply
They didn’t talk when you blessed
I ain’t got no time for this stress
Holy weapon in my left hand, we could put it to the test
Hol up
This world gon crazy but we in it till we die
But I ain’t trippin' cause my crew is on my side
We keep on loving when the enemy attacks
All my life, keep it indie to the max
What you thought boy, it’s the tribe, ay
You can’t touch but you can try, ay
Pulling up its nothing survive, yeah
Pull the hating to the side
Please don’t touch the tribe
Touch the tribe, please don’t touch the tribe
Horse’s way too high
Know it come alive, know it come alive
Please don’t touch the tribe
Horse’s way too high
Yeah
Tribe yeah, that’s my family
Oh yeah that’s my people
Fire, light the darkness
We push back the evil
High horse ride the cavalry
All the way up to Calvary
Rise now, keep an eye out
Eye out for the sequel
Yeah, independent changed the definition
We depending on the One that lives within us
Papa put me here to push a mission
If you push against it, that be cataclysmic
All my masters only have one have one master
Like I won the masters got that jacket on me
Got a pack of homies and this passion on me
Be a savage 'till my holy matrimony
This world gon crazy but we in it till we die
But I ain’t trippin' cause my crew is on my side
We keep on loving when the enemy attacks
All my life, keep it indie to the max
What you thought boy, it’s the tribe, ay
You can’t touch but you can try, ay
Pulling up its nothing survive, yeah
Pull the hating to the side, yeah
Please don’t touch the tribe
Horse’s way too high
Please don’t touch the tribe
Horse’s way too high
De la soul