Must Be High

[Verse 1: MC Ren] These niggas be acting like I fucked and didn't call them for weeks Like they wanting a nigga dick in between they butt cheeks They staight bitchy, without their bleedin' and Kotexes The villain that go to Texas Nigga got a plan full of O's and X's What's your game plan? Niggas be saying you sabotaging me But your bitch be sucking my dick, she be telling me that you dodging me Like Piazza, a nigga gots ta, keep my roster with bitches sliding home No licking your shit, your bitch is gone Niggas be thinkin' they Makaveli, trying to bring drama Soon as these niggas whoop that ass, you talking Dear Mama... But face to face, these niggas be cheesing like Velveeta Lookin smoked out, hiting more pipes than Peter Stuck with broke hoes, broke days and bay-bays Pussies that they be fucking, used up and sideways Stretck marks for days, she about two-hun Gotta get pissy drunk, to fuck her and have fun [Hook] These niggas and hoes act the same, can't tell thm apart Always runnin around, looking for some shit to start These bitches run they mouth nigga, constantly All in mine, nigga all the time It ain't my faul that your punk ass broke Mad, cause you only got stress to smoke I heard that shit that you was plotting, nigga you can try To fuck with MC Ren, but you must be high [Verse 2: MC Ren] Niggas be high because they workin 9 to 5 But the Villain be hibernatin' Wakin up at 5 PM You see them niggas be bitchy Because I won't let them up on my team And give them a title like Hakeem, I'm peeling caps like tangerines Telling niggas I should break them off chips Get them in clubs free, and take them on trips Free loading ass niggas lose all they sense When they think they gone floss off my expense Niggas be going corner to corner, bringing up the bill Asking questions like the popos, trying to see if I made a mill Then they take that weak shit back to they home for pillow talk She shaking her head like you telling the truth But she want your ass to walk What the fuck you expected? Always bitching at me When she fucking your ass, nigga she be seeing me Go look in the room, a costume for halloween Of that black nigga you know who so you can live your dream [Hook] [Verse 3: MC Ren] I hear your ho punk bitches talking shit, trying to have some say Tellin'fother hoes they wouldn't give me no time of day Still living with they mommy, she babysitting while you fucking Getting county cheques and money from them niggas that you dick sucking But nigga, why these bitches all in mine? Why, nigga, hearin bullshit all the time? Hoes from high school be wishing they coulda got with this dick You know how they be in the car-hop clicks, muthafucking tricks Now these hoes jocking, like all up on my style You broke bitches, how you like me now? Acting like making cheese is a muthafucking crime If I said, "Drop your panties", bitch you drop them in a dime [Hook]