Letras:
South Park High So High

Mr. High-Roller movin Coca-Cola While I stay... Chorus (Marilyn Rylander) High so high.....reachin' for the sky High so high.....please don't blow my high

Savvy Yola Mr. High-Roller movin Coca-Cola While I stay... [Chorus (Marilyn Rylander)] High so high.....reachin' for the sky High so high.....please don't blow my high

all those stoned-out faces left stranded on this Fourth of July Down in town the circuit's full with switchblade lovers so fast so shiny so sharp And

the clock from the north, to the south, to the east, to the west It just don't stop So to all my real g's, throw them up high To all the ballers that

that game Hanging round my neighborhood and bang my street Sit and watch the passer-bys play my sweep South-side sunny side Blocks I run South Vegas, South

going out You didn't rob me in the park at Dianna Ross But everybody started looting when the light went off From the South South Bronx on out to Queens

chronic The Lakers beat the Supersonics Felt on the big fat fanny Pulled out the jammy, and killed the punanny And my jimmy runs deep, so deep So deep

behind It was parked out on the south east ridge And as the company crossed the bridge With the first rain filling the bone-dry river bed It shone, just so

So since he couldnt get work he figured hed take work The drug game bolemic its hard to get weight So niggas money is homo its hard to get straight So