Highest Degree The High & Mighty (Ft. O.C.)

[Verse 1: O.C.]

No doubt, we in here to turn it out
Mighty Mi providing the bounce
Tight fitting, no broads where it counts
Send it slow more for me, puffing an ounce
Checking out breezies, with a look like hope you see me
Indeed, I'm a sucker for freeby if the P is free
Then home girl, you can fuck with me (broad)
From dawn to dusk, it ain't about love
Just lust, another one bites the dust
No need to spike the punch
When we broke out, we was both torn out drunk
Up in the suite until the sun come out
Ears still ringing from the sound of g-house
What [?] said, another time another place
Same feeling

[Verse 2: Mr. Eon]

Step in the building in a tall tall ceiling
On my arm colonel Wilma Deering
And appearing on the wheels of steel
The bold Mighty Mi, power wheel steering
Microdose, weed jelly on toast
1985, jerk to Markie Post
Me and O.C. destroy toys
The new rap version of the Dudley boys
Paranoid, Eon factoid
My rebounds on, was an android
This I'd time to 94 coming [?]
I was pissing, throwing up at the lime light
Gotta dookie, gotta gotta dookie
Looking like One Piece Luffy and a [?]
Sold a spooky, rap Jeff Gillooly
You crab mc's could never ever do me