Clue - Please Excuse My Altitude lyrics

Talking: Please excuse my altitude Please excuse my altitude Lets go Uhm.. [Verse 1] Psychedelic trips From the bong rips That's how I start my shift Grinding mixtape hard, album drop, damn Clue, you be on your sh** Making moves important sh** Some say I'm on some Portland sh** The n***as that gonna say this album wack, well, you just bought it b**h! Ain't that bout a b**h? (nah!) Well I ain't bout a b**h Please excuse my altitude, because I'm high as sh** And my attitude, my mindset, above ave-er-age I'm tryna make some cake of this tape, so we ain't gonna battle kid Haters got their time invested Don't stress the unexpected You better do what I just suggested I'm just requesting I'm on to the next one On to the next one I'm a leader in the game like Malcolm X was Fast forward to the present, not concerned about the future Music is a drug, and I am a user I've pushed weight in my days, and chased paper always Got my head right, n***a took a break I use to sell em this, I sold them that Use to sell em bud now its only right to sell em raps I said I use to sell em this, I sold them that Use to sell em bud now its only right to sell em raps [Hook] I'm higher than your average dude I blame it on my attitude So please excuse my altitude (please, please) I'm higher than your average dude I blame it on my attitude So please excuse my altitude (excuse, excuse) I'm higher than your average dude I blame it on my attitude So please excuse my altitude (my,my) I'm higher than your average dude Blame it on my attitude Please excuse my altitude (altitude) [Verse Two] I'm glad to say over the years that I've improved a lot I'm glad to say over the years I've proved a lot That possibly I might be, the first rapper out the Rhode Who might got a shot at this sh** No kidding I ain't tryna sound co*ky But when the whole state jock me Now, how could I not be? Like do you capiche? (Ha) Im sorry.. That be my attitude that I be talkin bout But you know only the truth come out my mouth That's the way my mom, pop and grandma raised me So when you constantly lie out your teeth, or when you tweet It really, really, really don't make sense to me But that's you and this me And that the reason we cannot compete [Hook Two] Let's break it down right now n***a Break it down right now n***a Let's break it down right now n***a Grab your weed and break it down right now n***a Please excuse my altitude (uh, uh) Please excuse my altitude (uh, uh) Please excuse my altitude (uh, uh) Please excuse my.. [Verse 3] This might be unorganized but the point of this though is to hear my lines Cause I know sometimes Its over ya head and you don't press rewind So I chopped out the hooks, and added more bars So you n***as can't overlook, or not hear what I'm spitting Cause all my emotion, and everything I've given Is in my writtens That's why I take my music so seriously Hoping that you give me a chance and just listen to me I have so many morales, and ideas and expressions in my records And murder is all I write, like Jessica Fletcher And I'mma beast with it now, and everybody know that Word to Stop Playing Games, and all them n***as "Snow" that b**h... Talking: ClockWork.. Yeah (Yo) its Clue, 2012 n***a Lets get it If we all gonna die this year, watch how I go out.. b**h.. Clock.. Work