letra de get 'em high (a-trak remix) - kanye west
[intro: kanye west]
uh-uh, i’m tryna catch the beat
uh, i’m tryna catch the beat
i’m tryna catch the beat, uh-uh, uh-uh
i’m tryna catch the beat
uh-uh, i’m tryna catch the beat
uh, i’m tryna catch the beat
i’m tryna catch the beat, uh-uh, uh-uh
i’m tryna catch the beat
[chorus: kanye west]
n-now, th-th-throw your motherf-ckin’ hands
get ’em high
all the girls pass the weed to your motherf-ckin’ man
get ’em high
now i ain’t never tell you to put down your hands
keep ’em high
and if you’re losin’ your high, then smoke again
keep ’em high (now, now, now, now)
[verse 1: kanye west]
my flow is in the pocket like wallets, i got the bounce like hydraulics
i can’t call it, i got the swerve like alcoholics
my freshman year, i was going through h-lla problems
’til i built up the nerve to drop my ass up out of college
my teacher said i was a loser, i told her, “why don’t you k!ll me?”
i give a f-ck if you fail me, i’m gonna follow
my heart, and if you follow the charts
or the plaques or the stacks, you ain’t gotta guess who’s back, you see?
i’m so chi that you thought i was bashful
but this b-st-rd’s flow will bash your skull
and i will cut your girl like pastor tro’
and i don’t usually smoke, but pass the ‘dro
and i won’t give you that money that you askin’ for
why you think me and dame cool? we assh0l-s
that’s why we hear your music and fast forward
’cause we don’t wanna hear that weak sh-t no mo’
[chorus: kanye west]
n-now, th-th-throw your motherf-ckin’ hands
get ’em high
all the girls pass the weed to your motherf-ckin’ man
get ’em high
now i ain’t never tell you to put down your hands
keep ’em high
and if you’re losin’ your high, then smoke again
keep ’em high (now, now, now, now, now)
[verse 4: common]
get ’em high like noon or the moon
or a room filled with smoke, a hype filled with dope
y’all assumed i was doomed, out of tune
but i still filled the notes with real n-gga quotes
real rappers is hard to find like a remote
control, rap is out of
used to, but still got love
that’s why i abuse you who are not thugs
rock clubs like tiger woods in the hood
should have my own reality show called “soul survivor”
i stole on live-er n-ggas than you
you’s a b-tch, i got ones that are thicker than you
how could i ever let your words affect me?
they say hip-hop is dead, i’m here to resurrect me
marsha’s too s-xy to even make songs like these
that’s why the raw don’t know your name, like alicia keys
too many featured emcees, and producers is popular
twelve thousand spins, n0body got to coppin’ a
album, how come you the hot garbage of
the year? it’s clear your image is looped up
label got you souped up, tellin’ you you sick
when you a d-ck with a loose nut
video hard to watch like medusa
even your club record need a booster, chimped up
with a pimp cup, illiterate n-gga, read the infra-
red across your head, i’m bred king like simba
bolder than denver, i ain’t a mad rapper
just a emcee with a temper
you dancin’ for money like honey, i did this my way
so when the industry crash, i survive like kanye
spittin’ through wires and fires, emcees retirin’
got your hands up, get them motherf-ckers higher, then
[chorus: kanye west & common]
n-now, th-th-throw your motherf-ckin’ hands
get ’em high (yeah)
all the girls pass the weed to your motherf-ckin’ man
get ’em high (mm-mm, uh-uh, uh)
now i ain’t never tell you to put down your hands
keep ’em high (keep ’em high, keep ’em high, uh-uh)
and if you’re losin’ your high, then smoke again
keep ’em high
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