Song | Get Em High - Album Version (Explicit) |
Artist | Kanye West |
Artist | Common |
Artist | Talib Kweli |
Album | The College Dropout |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Kanye West & Lonnie Lynn & Talib Kweli Greene |
[00:00.363] | 作词 : KWELI, TALIB/LYNN, LONNIE RASHID/WEST, KANYE |
[00:01.91] | I'm tryin to catch the beat, uh |
[00:04.47] | I'm tryin to catch the beat |
[00:05.78] | |
[00:07.03] | I'm tryin to catch the beat, uh uh, uh |
[00:10.02] | I'm tryin to catch the beat |
[00:11.64] | N-now, th-th-through ya mother****in hands |
[00:13.64] | GET EM HIGH |
[00:15.14] | All the girls pass the weed to ya mother****in man |
[00:19.23] | GET EM HIGH |
[00:20.10] | Now I ain't never tell you to put down ya hands |
[00:24.25] | |
[00:24.81] | KEEP EM HIGH |
[00:25.63] | |
[00:27.25] | And if ya losin yo high than smoke again |
[00:29.43] | |
[00:29.99] | KEEP EM HIGH |
[00:30.87] | |
[00:31.49] | N-n-n-now, my flow |
[00:33.43] | Is in the pocket like Wallace, |
[00:35.17] | I got the bounce like hydrolics |
[00:36.36] | I can't call it, I got the swerve |
[00:37.79] | like alchoooool-ics |
[00:38.85] | |
[00:39.42] | My freshman year I was goin through hell, |
[00:41.23] | a problem |
[00:41.54] | Still I, built up the nerve to drop |
[00:43.16] | my ass up outta collllllll-ege |
[00:44.47] | My teacher said I'se a loser, |
[00:45.53] | I told her why don't you kill me |
[00:46.97] | I give a **** if you fail me, |
[00:48.40] | I'm gonna folllllllllll-ow |
[00:48.96] | My heart, and if you follow the charts, |
[00:51.54] | to the plaques or the stacks |
[00:53.04] | You ain't gotta guess who's back, you see |
[00:54.74] | I'm so shy that you thought it was bashfull but this |
[00:57.37] | bastard's flow will bash a skull |
[00:59.51] | |
[01:00.20] | And I will, cut your girl like Pastor Tro |
[01:02.54] | And I don't, usually smoke but pass the 'dro |
[01:05.22] | And I won't, give you that money that you askin fo' |
[01:07.90] | Why you think, me and Dame cool, we ass holes |
[01:10.46] | |
[01:11.33] | That's why we here your music in fast fo' |
[01:13.14] | Cuz we don't wanna here that weak shit no mo' |
[01:16.45] | N-now, th-th-through ya mother****in hands |
[01:18.76] | GET EM HIGH |
[01:19.95] | |
[01:21.51] | All the girls pass the weed to ya mother****in man |
[01:24.31] | GET EM HIGH |
[01:25.25] | |
[01:26.87] | Now I ain't never tell you to put down ya hands |
[01:29.74] | KEEP EM HIGH |
[01:30.74] | |
[01:32.36] | And if ya losin yo high than smoke again |
[01:34.87] | KEEP EM HIGH |
[01:35.76] | |
[01:36.82] | N-n-n-n-n-now who the hell is this |
[01:39.51] | E-mailin me at 1126, tellin me |
[01:42.13] | that she 36-26, plus double-d |
[01:44.19] | |
[01:44.94] | You know how girls on black planet |
[01:47.56] | be when they get bubblee |
[01:49.24] | At NYU but she headed from Kansas, |
[01:50.74] | right now she just lampin, chillin on |
[01:53.61] | campus |
[01:54.30] | Sent me a picture with a feelin on Candice |
[01:57.10] | Who said her favorite rapper |
[01:58.29] | was the late great Francis |
[01:59.66] | W-H-I-T, it's gettin late mami, |
[02:01.72] | your screen saver say tweet |
[02:03.03] | So you got to call me, |
[02:05.40] | and bring a friend for my friend |
[02:07.03] | His name Kweli |
[02:08.09] | (You mean Talib, lyric sticks to your rib) |
[02:10.65] | I mean |
[02:11.15] | (That's my favorite CD that I play at my crib) |
[02:13.45] | I mean |
[02:13.83] | (You don't really know him, why is you lyin) |
[02:15.95] | Yo Kwe, she don't believe me, |
[02:17.76] | please pickup the line |
[02:19.07] | She gon' think that I'm lyin, |
[02:20.19] | just spit a couple of lines |
[02:21.38] | Then maybe I'll be able to give |
[02:22.81] | her dick all the time, and get her high |
[02:24.62] | Yeah |
[02:24.89] | I can't believe this nigga use |
[02:28.26] | my name for pickin up dolls but |
[02:29.63] | GET EM HIGH, I need some tracks |
[02:31.13] | you tryin to pull tracks out |
[02:32.38] | And my rhymes as fittin to blow |
[02:33.77] | you tryin to blow back south |
[02:35.01] | Well ok, you twisted my arm, |
[02:36.32] | I'll asist with the charm, aiyyo |
[02:37.57] | I though you meet that chickit |
[02:39.13] | that got friends with yo moms |
[02:40.50] | And she's the bomb, |
[02:41.81] | boy she got the boujI behavior |
[02:43.19] | Always got somethin to say |
[02:44.37] | like a bookee playa hater |
[02:45.39] | Anyway, I don't usualy **** a interneter |
[02:47.70] | |
[02:48.65] | Draws stuck to they arm like Nicorette |
[02:51.28] | You really ****in that much, |
[02:52.66] | you tryin to get off cigarettes |
[02:54.22] | And she think it's fly, she ain't met a real nigga yet |
[02:56.78] | I appoligize if I come off a little inconsiderate |
[02:59.02] | |
[02:59.84] | I got the bubble cushion |
[03:00.96] | a sister could get ahead of it |
[03:02.33] | Get em high like noon, or the moon or |
[03:04.33] | room filled with smoke |
[03:05.45] | A high filled with dope |
[03:07.51] | Y'all assumed I was doomed, out of tune, |
[03:10.19] | but I still feel the notes |
[03:11.25] | The real nigga quotes |
[03:12.25] | Real rappers is hard to find, like a remonte, |
[03:15.31] | control rap is not a |
[03:18.01] | Used soup it still got life, that's |
[03:20.45] | why I abuse you who are not thugs |
[03:22.64] | Rock clubs, it's like Tiger, Woods in the hood, |
[03:25.46] | to have my own reality show |
[03:27.41] | Called Soul Survivor, I stole all liver, niggaz in you |
[03:32.17] | You'se a bitch I got ones that are thicker than you |
[03:35.09] | How could I ever let your words affect me, |
[03:37.40] | they say Hip-Hop is dead |
[03:38.71] | I'm here to resurrect me, mosh is |
[03:40.33] | to sexy to even make songs like these |
[03:42.51] | That's why the raw don't know your name, |
[03:44.57] | like Alicia Keys |
[03:45.82] | To many featured emcees, |
[03:46.63] | and pro-ducers is populer |
[03:48.45] | Twelve thousand spins, |
[03:49.75] | nobody got to coppin her |
[03:51.19] | Album, how come, you the hot garbager |
[03:53.87] | The years clear your image and snooped up |
[03:56.88] | Label got you souped up, tellin you you sick |
[03:59.29] | Man you a dick with a loose nut |
[04:01.34] | Video hard to watch like Medusa |
[04:03.11] | Even your club record need a booster |
[04:06.23] | |
[04:06.79] | Chimped up, with a pimp cup, |
[04:08.47] | |
[04:09.10] | illeaterate nigga |
[04:09.85] | Read the infa, red across your head |
[04:11.73] | I'm bread king like Simba |
[04:13.28] | Bolder then Denver, I ain't a Madd Rapper |
[04:15.65] | just a emcee with a temper |
[04:16.97] | You dansin for money like honey, |
[04:19.17] | I did this my way |
[04:20.78] | So when the industry crash, |
[04:21.97] | I survive like Kanye |
[04:23.22] | |
[04:23.96] | Spittin through wires and fires, |
[04:25.34] | emcees retirin |
[04:25.84] | Got yo hands up, get them |
[04:28.46] | mother****ers higher then |
[04:29.70] | N-now, th-th-through ya mother****in hands |
[04:31.45] | GET EM HIGH |
[04:33.29] | All the girls pass the weed to ya mother****in man |
[04:36.85] | |
[04:37.66] | GET EM HIGH |
[04:38.53] | |
[04:39.92] | Now I ain't never tell you to put down ya hands |
[04:42.31] | KEEP EM HIGH |
[04:43.75] | |
[04:45.43] | And if ya losin yo high than smoke again |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Kanye West Lonnie Lynn Talib Kweli Greene |
[00:00.363] | zuò cí : KWELI, TALIB LYNN, LONNIE RASHID WEST, KANYE |
[00:01.91] | I' m tryin to catch the beat, uh |
[00:04.47] | I' m tryin to catch the beat |
[00:05.78] | |
[00:07.03] | I' m tryin to catch the beat, uh uh, uh |
[00:10.02] | I' m tryin to catch the beat |
[00:11.64] | Nnow, thththrough ya mother in hands |
[00:13.64] | GET EM HIGH |
[00:15.14] | All the girls pass the weed to ya mother in man |
[00:19.23] | GET EM HIGH |
[00:20.10] | Now I ain' t never tell you to put down ya hands |
[00:24.25] | |
[00:24.81] | KEEP EM HIGH |
[00:25.63] | |
[00:27.25] | And if ya losin yo high than smoke again |
[00:29.43] | |
[00:29.99] | KEEP EM HIGH |
[00:30.87] | |
[00:31.49] | Nnnnow, my flow |
[00:33.43] | Is in the pocket like Wallace, |
[00:35.17] | I got the bounce like hydrolics |
[00:36.36] | I can' t call it, I got the swerve |
[00:37.79] | like alchooooolics |
[00:38.85] | |
[00:39.42] | My freshman year I was goin through hell, |
[00:41.23] | a problem |
[00:41.54] | Still I, built up the nerve to drop |
[00:43.16] | my ass up outta collllllllege |
[00:44.47] | My teacher said I' se a loser, |
[00:45.53] | I told her why don' t you kill me |
[00:46.97] | I give a if you fail me, |
[00:48.40] | I' m gonna folllllllllllow |
[00:48.96] | My heart, and if you follow the charts, |
[00:51.54] | to the plaques or the stacks |
[00:53.04] | You ain' t gotta guess who' s back, you see |
[00:54.74] | I' m so shy that you thought it was bashfull but this |
[00:57.37] | bastard' s flow will bash a skull |
[00:59.51] | |
[01:00.20] | And I will, cut your girl like Pastor Tro |
[01:02.54] | And I don' t, usually smoke but pass the ' dro |
[01:05.22] | And I won' t, give you that money that you askin fo' |
[01:07.90] | Why you think, me and Dame cool, we ass holes |
[01:10.46] | |
[01:11.33] | That' s why we here your music in fast fo' |
[01:13.14] | Cuz we don' t wanna here that weak shit no mo' |
[01:16.45] | Nnow, thththrough ya mother in hands |
[01:18.76] | GET EM HIGH |
[01:19.95] | |
[01:21.51] | All the girls pass the weed to ya mother in man |
[01:24.31] | GET EM HIGH |
[01:25.25] | |
[01:26.87] | Now I ain' t never tell you to put down ya hands |
[01:29.74] | KEEP EM HIGH |
[01:30.74] | |
[01:32.36] | And if ya losin yo high than smoke again |
[01:34.87] | KEEP EM HIGH |
[01:35.76] | |
[01:36.82] | Nnnnnnow who the hell is this |
[01:39.51] | Emailin me at 1126, tellin me |
[01:42.13] | that she 3626, plus doubled |
[01:44.19] | |
[01:44.94] | You know how girls on black planet |
[01:47.56] | be when they get bubblee |
[01:49.24] | At NYU but she headed from Kansas, |
[01:50.74] | right now she just lampin, chillin on |
[01:53.61] | campus |
[01:54.30] | Sent me a picture with a feelin on Candice |
[01:57.10] | Who said her favorite rapper |
[01:58.29] | was the late great Francis |
[01:59.66] | WHIT, it' s gettin late mami, |
[02:01.72] | your screen saver say tweet |
[02:03.03] | So you got to call me, |
[02:05.40] | and bring a friend for my friend |
[02:07.03] | His name Kweli |
[02:08.09] | You mean Talib, lyric sticks to your rib |
[02:10.65] | I mean |
[02:11.15] | That' s my favorite CD that I play at my crib |
[02:13.45] | I mean |
[02:13.83] | You don' t really know him, why is you lyin |
[02:15.95] | Yo Kwe, she don' t believe me, |
[02:17.76] | please pickup the line |
[02:19.07] | She gon' think that I' m lyin, |
[02:20.19] | just spit a couple of lines |
[02:21.38] | Then maybe I' ll be able to give |
[02:22.81] | her dick all the time, and get her high |
[02:24.62] | Yeah |
[02:24.89] | I can' t believe this nigga use |
[02:28.26] | my name for pickin up dolls but |
[02:29.63] | GET EM HIGH, I need some tracks |
[02:31.13] | you tryin to pull tracks out |
[02:32.38] | And my rhymes as fittin to blow |
[02:33.77] | you tryin to blow back south |
[02:35.01] | Well ok, you twisted my arm, |
[02:36.32] | I' ll asist with the charm, aiyyo |
[02:37.57] | I though you meet that chickit |
[02:39.13] | that got friends with yo moms |
[02:40.50] | And she' s the bomb, |
[02:41.81] | boy she got the boujI behavior |
[02:43.19] | Always got somethin to say |
[02:44.37] | like a bookee playa hater |
[02:45.39] | Anyway, I don' t usualy a interneter |
[02:47.70] | |
[02:48.65] | Draws stuck to they arm like Nicorette |
[02:51.28] | You really in that much, |
[02:52.66] | you tryin to get off cigarettes |
[02:54.22] | And she think it' s fly, she ain' t met a real nigga yet |
[02:56.78] | I appoligize if I come off a little inconsiderate |
[02:59.02] | |
[02:59.84] | I got the bubble cushion |
[03:00.96] | a sister could get ahead of it |
[03:02.33] | Get em high like noon, or the moon or |
[03:04.33] | room filled with smoke |
[03:05.45] | A high filled with dope |
[03:07.51] | Y' all assumed I was doomed, out of tune, |
[03:10.19] | but I still feel the notes |
[03:11.25] | The real nigga quotes |
[03:12.25] | Real rappers is hard to find, like a remonte, |
[03:15.31] | control rap is not a |
[03:18.01] | Used soup it still got life, that' s |
[03:20.45] | why I abuse you who are not thugs |
[03:22.64] | Rock clubs, it' s like Tiger, Woods in the hood, |
[03:25.46] | to have my own reality show |
[03:27.41] | Called Soul Survivor, I stole all liver, niggaz in you |
[03:32.17] | You' se a bitch I got ones that are thicker than you |
[03:35.09] | How could I ever let your words affect me, |
[03:37.40] | they say HipHop is dead |
[03:38.71] | I' m here to resurrect me, mosh is |
[03:40.33] | to sexy to even make songs like these |
[03:42.51] | That' s why the raw don' t know your name, |
[03:44.57] | like Alicia Keys |
[03:45.82] | To many featured emcees, |
[03:46.63] | and producers is populer |
[03:48.45] | Twelve thousand spins, |
[03:49.75] | nobody got to coppin her |
[03:51.19] | Album, how come, you the hot garbager |
[03:53.87] | The years clear your image and snooped up |
[03:56.88] | Label got you souped up, tellin you you sick |
[03:59.29] | Man you a dick with a loose nut |
[04:01.34] | Video hard to watch like Medusa |
[04:03.11] | Even your club record need a booster |
[04:06.23] | |
[04:06.79] | Chimped up, with a pimp cup, |
[04:08.47] | |
[04:09.10] | illeaterate nigga |
[04:09.85] | Read the infa, red across your head |
[04:11.73] | I' m bread king like Simba |
[04:13.28] | Bolder then Denver, I ain' t a Madd Rapper |
[04:15.65] | just a emcee with a temper |
[04:16.97] | You dansin for money like honey, |
[04:19.17] | I did this my way |
[04:20.78] | So when the industry crash, |
[04:21.97] | I survive like Kanye |
[04:23.22] | |
[04:23.96] | Spittin through wires and fires, |
[04:25.34] | emcees retirin |
[04:25.84] | Got yo hands up, get them |
[04:28.46] | mother ers higher then |
[04:29.70] | Nnow, thththrough ya mother in hands |
[04:31.45] | GET EM HIGH |
[04:33.29] | All the girls pass the weed to ya mother in man |
[04:36.85] | |
[04:37.66] | GET EM HIGH |
[04:38.53] | |
[04:39.92] | Now I ain' t never tell you to put down ya hands |
[04:42.31] | KEEP EM HIGH |
[04:43.75] | |
[04:45.43] | And if ya losin yo high than smoke again |