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Q-Tip - Higher
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Take you (higher) Hit you (higher) Make you (higher) Hit you (higher) Take you (higher) I don`t know what to make of this Funny brothers on my nerves type ridiculous I guess I really gotta do it Put my game down ?????? fucking blew it Put my name down And it seems you fucked up like a drug deal gone wrong Figured out a lot, you won`t be that way long Plus, you niggas is bush leaguers And I bet y`all ain`t get no bush either My hood dogs sing songs of rejection and pain If we get sunshine, it`s followed up by rain Like to lay your jig down and get a blessing of brains My man ???? so he stressing your chain We see the `morrow through the shades of it might not come Got to get it all now `cause we might be done Matrix, nigga (nigga...), you looking at the one Fortified with a bonafide blastin` of a gun We in the space for positionin` Money and illiciting Living out our lives while certain cats just lookin` in We bewildered off the sacks and the green Whether the bay, L.A., or Chicago or Queens You better raise your game They comin` at you high You better raise your game Don`t ask no questions why, nigga Then speak figuratively, I mean this shit And speak literally, you in some shit (Higher) take you (Higher) hit you (Higher) make you (Higher) hit you (Higher) I dominate flows I dominate shows And, in the nightime our dominance grows And, you could see from the posture I`m holding Yo, I`m ???? up while the rest is folding A hip hop cat who`s flown world wide and Experience, adventures like poseidon Bunk heads with r and b chicks Give `em one hit joints and they lookin` for the remix The shit that I spit like plain clothes days Surprised you legit make your whole team freeze I`m so irregular Ear on the cellular Let`s celebrate `cause your man is a hell of a Fillin` the blank with a good thing to fill in We hold it still `cause we walkin` with still (chance, chains???) Blindsided up in your own reality While we in the heat of the moment, fuck morality I really wanna see you rise to my joint ma (ma) I`m lookin` straight don`t see your eyes get my point ma (ma) However you do it, I`m doing you back Yo, don`t misconstrue it, `cause I`m screwing it back Yo, rappers better count my presence as they down time I gotta move around, don`t have no fuck around time So, you better just get on back just (incoherent scats) abst`act Aiyo, (higher) take you (Higher) hit you (Higher) make you (Higher) hit you (Higher.........) Uh, uh...higher......we gettin` higher Yeah.....higher...... Yo, one more time I don`t know what to make of this Funny brothers on my nerves type ridiculous I guess I really gotta do it Put my game down ???? fuckin` blew it Put my name down And it seems you fucked up like a drug deal gone wrong Makin` out a lot, you won`t be that way long Yeah yeah, plus, y`all niggas is bush leaguers And I bet y`all ain`t gettin` no bush either And I bet y`all ain`t gettin` no a-hoop either (Ad libs)
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