
Higher Rhymefest
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[Intro]
Do you wanna take it higher? (Higher!)
Do you wanna take it higher? (Higher!)
Do you wanna take it higher? (Higher!)
Do you wanna take it higher? (Higher!)
Do you wanna take it higher? (I said higher!)
Higher! (Higher!)
[Chorus]
Right now! (Higher!) Higher! (Higher!)
Right now! (Higher!) Higher! (Higher!)
Higher! (Higher!) Higher! (Higher!)
Take it higher, people!
[Verse One: Rhymefest]
When I do my thing, the crowd goes nuts
Rappers hate, the media says, “What—
Kind of music is that for him to rap?”
Pro-black, no crack, El Che is back, I
Kill it, hot like skillet
Chuck D with muscles, here, baby, feel it
Jaguar Paw, I fight for my village
Hands up high, you see how we feel it, uh
Touch that, rub that, love that
I’m 24s, your boyfriend’s a hubcap
(Knock ‘em out, ‘Fest) This ain’t love taps
It’s 21 questions, but this ain’t love raps
It’s more like sweat-and-blood raps
Six feet below, but I rise above that
From dirt to light, back to the fire
Let me hear it from the choir, I’ma go
Do you wanna take it higher? (Higher!)
Do you wanna take it higher? (Higher!)
Do you wanna take it higher? (Higher!)
Do you wanna take it higher? (Higher!)
Do you wanna take it higher? (I said higher!)
Higher! (Higher!)
[Chorus]
Right now! (Higher!) Higher! (Higher!)
Right now! (Higher!) Higher! (Higher!)
Higher! (Higher!) Higher! (Higher!)
Take it higher, people!
[Verse One: Rhymefest]
When I do my thing, the crowd goes nuts
Rappers hate, the media says, “What—
Kind of music is that for him to rap?”
Pro-black, no crack, El Che is back, I
Kill it, hot like skillet
Chuck D with muscles, here, baby, feel it
Jaguar Paw, I fight for my village
Hands up high, you see how we feel it, uh
Touch that, rub that, love that
I’m 24s, your boyfriend’s a hubcap
(Knock ‘em out, ‘Fest) This ain’t love taps
It’s 21 questions, but this ain’t love raps
It’s more like sweat-and-blood raps
Six feet below, but I rise above that
From dirt to light, back to the fire
Let me hear it from the choir, I’ma go
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