High
Madlib Lyrics


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Indo, kushed out
Trillest nigga living ever pushed out
Never finished college, like my brother or my sister
I was in the crib laying on a kush cloud
Getting zoned out, eyes red
Mommy and my daddy said my mind dead
They said I never had a clue, said the bills past due
Fuck you, nigga, you gotta remind Fred
Cause I'm care-free, sucker-free
Remember when these niggas wouldn't fuck with me
But now I'm on the screen and these magazines
They be trying to stop a nigga like "smoke something, G"
"Can we get a couple grams?" nigga, hell nah
Unless you come in with the cash, tried to tell y'all
I got you motherfuckers gassed on the smell, dog
So go 'head and take a hit of what I'm 'bout to sell y'all
I gets high

I get high, I get high, I get high
(I gets high)

I get so blowed I can't stand up
I'm in the bed with Elise and Amanda
Cause in my shows I make them hoes put their hands up
So they came into my room, they getting rammed up
We trying to slam or what? Because I'm trying to smoke
So when I finish with these Swishers I'll be down your throat
And two of y'all, one of me, three of us
Should I hit my niggas up? Hell nah, I'mma pound them both
Cause this a one man job, ain't no need for the crew
Two snow bunnies on the East, what it do?
White snow in the crib if you need that too
Got some bitches and some bud, nigga, bring that through
I gets high

I get high, I get high, I get high
(I gets high)

Early in the morning getting high with crusty eyes
Rubbing on a mother, well you know it's do or die
Hopping off the porch, had to get on my grind
All because the trouble just copped to my nine
Back in the Caddy smoking Swishers with my nigga
Make a store run, 'bout to cop out some liquor
Burning down basements, face it
Run a bus stop, I'm trading hoes and you know we ain't paying
Midwest, loving all the doping in the kitchen
Heating up the house where your shit could come up missin'
Dope fiend tripping cause he just copped a nick
But he say he can't find it, but it's right in his pocket
All day long, gotta get my guap
Just put a deuce and I'm smoking on the tropic
On a different subject, lights is the topic
'Cause he talking money so nigga just stop it
All day long getting high on the low
Bitch snow bunny be sniffing that snow
Twerking that summer, I really don't know
Cause me, Freddie Gibbs, Madlib stay blowed

I get high, I get high, I get high
(I gets high)

Hey, are you okay?
You slobbing, you okay?
Is he okay?
Are you okay?
He shouldn't have smoked that dipper for real
You aight?




Oh my God
God bless, man

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Madlib's song "High" describe the experience of being under the influence of drugs. The artist talks about being carefree and unbothered by the judgments of others. He also discusses the joys of getting high with other people, particularly women. The verses seem to flow together in a stream-of-consciousness style, as if the artist is just immersed in the moment and freely expressing his thoughts.


The lyrics also evoke a sense of rebellion and defiance, as Madlib declares that he refused to conform to society's norms by dropping out of college. He seems to enjoy the sense of power that comes with being able to control his own destiny and make his own decisions.


Overall, the song paints a vivid picture of the pleasures and pitfalls of getting high, but ultimately suggests that for the artist and his companions, the good outweighs the bad.


Line by Line Meaning

Indo, kushed out
I am feeling relaxed from being high on marijuana


Trillest nigga living ever pushed out
I'm the most authentic person, even if people may not understand my lifestyle


Never finished college, like my brother or my sister
Not completing college was a choice I made, and it doesn't make me any less successful than my siblings


I was in the crib laying on a kush cloud
I was at home, surrounded by the smell of my marijuana smoke


Getting zoned out, eyes red
I'm really high, and my eyes are showing the effects


Mommy and my daddy said my mind dead
My parents think that smoking weed is bad for my mental health


They said I never had a clue, said the bills past due
My parents think I'm irresponsible and not capable of paying my bills


Fuck you, nigga, you gotta remind Fred
I don't care what other people think of me, and I don't need their reminders about anything


Cause I'm care-free, sucker-free
I'm worry-free and not interested in dealing with fake people


Remember when these niggas wouldn't fuck with me
People didn't want to associate with me before I became famous


But now I'm on the screen and these magazines
I'm a celebrity and people are trying to control my image through the media


They be trying to stop a nigga like "smoke something, G"
People are trying to influence me to smoke marijuana, even though it's not always good for me


"Can we get a couple grams?" nigga, hell nah
People are asking for weed, but I won't give it to them for free


Unless you come in with the cash, tried to tell y'all
I'm only selling weed to people who are willing to pay for it


I got you motherfuckers gassed on the smell, dog
People are interested in smoking weed because they like the smell of it


So go 'head and take a hit of what I'm 'bout to sell y'all
I'm encouraging people to buy my weed and smoke it


I gets high
I smoke marijuana regularly


I get so blowed I can't stand up
I'm extremely high and having trouble standing


I'm in the bed with Elise and Amanda
I'm with two women and we're probably having sex


Cause in my shows I make them hoes put their hands up
I have power over women and make them do what I want at my shows


So they came into my room, they getting rammed up
The women I'm with are willing to have sex with me


We trying to slam or what? Because I'm trying to smoke
I want to have sex and smoke weed at the same time


So when I finish with these Swishers I'll be down your throat
After I smoke these cigars, I'll probably have sex with you


And two of y'all, one of me, three of us
There are three of us in total, including myself and two women


Should I hit my niggas up? Hell nah, I'mma pound them both
I don't need anyone else to join us, I'll satisfy both women myself


Cause this a one man job, ain't no need for the crew
I can handle everything on my own, I don't need anyone else around


Two snow bunnies on the East, what it do?
I have two white women on the East Coast, and I'm asking what's up with them


White snow in the crib if you need that too
I have cocaine in my house if anyone wants to use it


Got some bitches and some bud, nigga, bring that through
I have weed and women in my house, and I'm inviting someone over to enjoy them


Early in the morning getting high with crusty eyes
I wake up early and smoke weed, even if it makes my eyes red and crusty


Rubbing on a mother, well you know it's do or die
I'm with a woman and we're probably engaging in sexual activity


Hopping off the porch, had to get on my grind
I need to work hard and make money, even if it means leaving home


All because the trouble just copped to my nine
I have a gun and may get into trouble because of it


Back in the Caddy smoking Swishers with my nigga
I'm in my Cadillac with my friend, smoking cigars


Make a store run, 'bout to cop out some liquor
We're going to the store to buy alcohol


Burning down basements, face it
We're smoking weed and using up a lot of it


Run a bus stop, I'm trading hoes and you know we ain't paying
I'm picking up women at a bus stop and having sex with them, without paying them


Midwest, loving all the doping in the kitchen
I'm in the Midwest and enjoying the manufacturing and use of illegal drugs


Heating up the house where your shit could come up missin'
I'm using fire to heat up my house, even if it may cause things to go missing


Dope fiend tripping cause he just copped a nick
Someone who is addicted to drugs is having trouble after buying a small amount


But he say he can't find it, but it's right in his pocket
He can't find his drugs, even though they're in his pocket


All day long, gotta get my guap
I need to make money all day, every day


Just put a deuce and I'm smoking on the tropic
I drank some codeine and I'm smoking weed that makes me feel relaxed and serene


On a different subject, lights is the topic
I want to talk about the lights and how they make me feel


'Cause he talking money so nigga just stop it
Someone is talking about money, and I think they should stop


All day long getting high on the low
I spend all day getting high without anyone else knowing about it


Bitch snow bunny be sniffing that snow
A woman is using cocaine, and I'm referring to her as a 'snow bunny'


Twerking that summer, I really don't know
I'm watching a woman dance suggestively, but I'm not sure why


Cause me, Freddie Gibbs, Madlib stay blowed
Myself, Freddie Gibbs, and Madlib all enjoy getting high


Hey, are you okay?
I'm checking on someone to make sure they're alright


You slobbing, you okay?
I'm asking if someone is drooling, and if they're feeling alright


Is he okay?
I'm asking if someone is alright


Are you okay?
I'm checking to make sure someone is alright


He shouldn't have smoked that dipper for real
Someone smoked something they shouldn't have, and it's impacting their health


You aight?
I'm asking if someone is okay


Oh my God
I'm expressing surprise or shock


God bless, man
I'm expressing well-wishes to someone




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Afred Austin, Kavari Tapsico, Otis Jackson

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pozkyd

i love the simplified trap feel to these drums....madlib is the greatest.

blinkatreyu

Best collab album of the year so far. Honestly, these guys brought two completely different styles together: Madlib's smooth jazzy production and Gibb's gangsta rap to create something so fucking beautiful. They go so well together. Looking forward to something like Pinata part 2. :)

Terch

this comment aged well with bandana which was also fye

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they made both bandana and pinata deluxe so your wish was granted

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@Danny Lamoureux its never gonna happen

Mick

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Who creates beats like this madlib is a fuckin musical genius!

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Madlib you the real mvp!

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this whole album is fucking amazing. huge respect to the king man. 

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