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Текст (слова) песни: Q-Tip - Higher

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., orChicago 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
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