Hey everybody just a quick word before u read this piece. I advise u to read High Times (feat. Masta C) "before" u read this one so u understand from where we left off with from the first piece. so if u haven't read the first high times yet, read it before u read this one. Leave some feedback for both pieces if u got the time. muchly appreciated and thanx in advance. peace.



Verse #1: (written by Gene Pool)
20 years have passed me by, now I got 3 children, and alison as my wife by my side/
and here I am, still livin the good life and tha high times, but tha old life will neva leave my mind/
sure I miss all my high school friends, Greg, tyler, and ma best friend Sven/
if it weren’t fo them? I would have neva have met alison, and I’d proply be dead/
I remember that time I almost fell off that cliff, 200 feet to a huge cement brick/
woulda been buried, and yea we were all scared as shit, cuz we were trippin on that bag a weed we hit/
but if it weren’t fo ma friends, to stop me from plummeting to my death/
I would be buried 6 feet, and laid ta rest, thas why I gotta give praise ta Sven/
but I was pissed, when I found out that little bitch ripped my shirt/
so I pounded his ass so bad, and he nearly cried and I said “bitch u ain’t hurt!”/
but every time I drink, I drink to my best of friends/
and at that moment I just think, just think of where life has left them/

Verse #2: (written by Masta C)
High times are never forgotten, will always be in memory..
Cause good times in the past and I know there will be ahead-of-me..
I remember back in the day, when i was just start-n-out..
Things were easy, but then they got harder-now..
But its still all fun-n-games, cause i make ya run-in-shame...
I shunned-ya-fame, and im not the One-to-blame...
You tried to sue me with a weak law-suit..
i saw-through, and it turned out that i bought-you...
You gave no more-lip, now you ask me for-tips…
But I just say “no” because your nothing, your-shit…

Chorus:
high times, and the high life, let’s get this away from the bad strife/ - (Gene Pool)
to think about the good times, that have passed us by, cuz it’s the meaning of life/ - (Gene Pool)
Always living in the good times, having them replayed in ya mind/ - (Masta C)
Lifes about having fun, before your time runs out and ya done/ - (Masta C)
cuz u only live once, so get out their and enjoy life all u want/ - (Gene Pool)
and don’t be scared, to take a chance and run, cuz lifes all about da fun/ - (Gene Pool)

Verse #3: (written by Gene Pool)
as the years go by, I’ve lived out my life, and now I got 5 grandchildren, that like to put up fights/
but like me, I cut through the strife, cuz I know what life is like, in a teenagers plight/
but their all doin fine, so are my 3 sons, all with beautiful wives/
wives who will watch out for them and always stay by their side/
and as for me, nearly goin onto the ages of 60, and my wife still with me/
god I love livin this good scene, cuz it’s more then a thrill for well being/
and I remember just a few weeks ago, I met up with my best friend/
and I said to Alison “well wouldn’t ya know. It’s Sven”/
and the 3 of us talked for hours on end, catchin up on good life, with lots of time to spend/
and at this time, everything seemed the same again, as old child hood friends/
but now my life, back to the way it was, Sven left back to the place from where he come/
and the time for this song almost done, so I give praise, once again to all my homies who have been left astray/
say thanx today, and save the goodbye for another day, ahhh, gotta love the good ol ways/
when I remember ma life, of the highest times, of yesterday/

Verse #4: (written by Masta C)
High times lived in minds, always remembered and will-be..
And no matter what happens, fame or failure, im still-me..
I remember the first-time, I started to hurt-minds..
With complex word-rhymes, probably my worst-crime..
Cause my brain-ached, wishing I could relieve the same-take..
And this fame-makes, nothing but more lame-fakes…
I remember when I broke-laws, cause I wrote-flaws..
And I joked-all, but I beat everyone cause I spoke-raw…
Now I fry-minds with a lyrical oven, cause Im in my-prime..
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh remember the good old high-times..

Chorus:
high times, and the high life, let’s get this away from the bad strife/ - (Gene Pool)
to think about the good times, that have passed us by, cuz it’s the meaning of life/ - (Gene Pool)
Always living in the good times, having them replayed in ya mind/ - (Masta C)
Lifes about having fun, before your time runs out and ya done/ - (Masta C)
cuz u only live once, so get out their and enjoy life all u want/ - (Gene Pool)
and don’t be scared, to take a chance and run, cuz lifes all about da fun/ - (Gene Pool)

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