Higher

作词 : M Mathers/L. Resto/M. Strange/S. Jordan/A. Brissett

作曲 : M Mathers/L. Resto/M. Strange/S. Jordan/A. Brissett

Yeah

You know I've been around for a while now

Not sure if I have much left to prove

Yeah, I do, haha

I look at me now I'm thinkin, "Damn"

How proud of me I am

What I did, it's nothin' to sneeze at

Even if your allergies are bad

I'm up in a balcony in France

I look around I see the fans

How they surround me in the stands

Probably could drown in a sea of hands

They hollerin', "Shady"

Yellin' it out to me and that's what I mean when I say

That one day someway, somehow, if I get a chance to get a crowd

I'll flip it around and have a crowd give me the chants

I've done it all, man

But in actuality I haven't, yet

Where am I supposed to go from here? Oh hey, oh-oh-oh

Really I have no idea

All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling

I go higher than I've ever ****in' been

Where am I supposed to go from here? Oh hey, oh-oh-oh

Really I have no idea

All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling

I go higher than I've ever ****in' been

Got no time for no haters in this bitch

Or toleration for this shit

**** like medication, mind to the cation

And the time it takes to do this shit

Reminds me of how an overcrowded hospital waitin' room'll get

But I mean it's maybe I have more patience than I'm able to admit

Yeah, but I'm still mentally stable as a three-legged table in this bitch

Fame was a switch but I was grateful to trade that shit for the trailer with the hitch

Thought it would make me a ravin' lunatic

But I made it through to my situation, I hit pay dirt

Now I get paper like a stapler in this bitch

But just 'cause I made a little bit of change

Don't mean I've changed a little bit

Brain full of wit, dangerous, can't extinguish this English language when it's lit

Now I'm just paradin', you would still get Shady 'til I'm eighty

To I spit this crazy, even Dre he knows I'ma blow

Better get the handkerchief again, haha

Where am I supposed to go from here? Oh hey, oh-oh-oh

Really I have no idea

All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling

I go higher than I've ever ****in' been

(Know I talk about this shit a lot)

Where am I supposed to go from here? Oh hey, oh-oh-oh

Really I have no idea

All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling

I go higher than I've ever ****in' been

Oh, now what am I gonna do?

Came off the I'm on the loose

Born a winner, damn it's so hard to lose

I can do it and do it, when I'm tryin' to

When my records flop they still go through the roof

This atmosphere's for a chosen few

Who was on their grind, to get money moves

And you ain't gon' get that if you want it down

You gotta take shots with 100 proof

Check that

Been in survival mode

Since a five-year-old, it was I alone

Since my tracks was stolen, spiral notebook and microphone

But lookin' back how bad it was then

If it hadn't been for the pad and the pen

Addict mom and deadbeat dad

I wouldn't have the savage within

Havin' to win, every single battle I'm in

All I ever wanted was to be an MC

Tediously I wrote obediently, believing in me

EPMD must've had teachin' degrees

Learn to defeat enemies with the ink, thinkin' of these rhymes

Would be as easy as eatin graffitti

Would be like remedial readin' to me (Yeah)

'Til my last breath leave my lungs, I'ma beat my drums (Yeah)

For the streets I'm from (Yeah)

The East side slums (Yeah)

Gotta read, mind numb(Yeah)

I take a foe out (Yeah), like fee-fi-fum

You see my finger(What?), you see my thumb (What?)

You see my fist, fxxk peace pipe, i'm (What?)

For the smoke but it's not the weed I want (What?)

With this beat I brought for the beef I come (Woo)

But you better bring it if you wanna reply from

'Cause for you to be lyrically inclined, it'd be a steep climb up

That'll be an uphill battle

But I'm off kickin' feet in the recliner

And I think I'm up

'Bout to go out on a limb like a tree climber

Time to push my ceiling higher 'cause

Where am I supposed to go from here? Oh hey, oh-oh-oh

Really I have no idea

All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling

I go higher than I've ever ****in' been

(For the last time)

Where am I supposed to go from here? Oh hey, oh-oh-oh

Really I have no idea

All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling

I go higher than I've ever ****in' been