Get Em High (J. Period Remix 2)

Lyrics
[Intro: Kanye West] J. Period Tryna catch the beat (Common) Tryna catch the beat [Verse: 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 nigga 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 niggas than you You's a bitch, 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 Marks is too sexy to even make songs like these That's why the raw don't know your name, like Alicia Keys Too many featured MCs, and producers is popular Twelve thousand spins, nobody 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 dick with a loose nut Video hard to watch like Medusa Even your club record need a booster, chimped up With a pimp cup, illiterate nigga, read the infra- Red across your head, I'm bred king like Simba Bolder than Denver, I ain't a mad rapper Just a MC 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, MCs retirin' Got your hands up, get them motherfuckers higher, then
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Credits
- Writers
- Kanye West
- Common