Get 'Em High Ft. Talib Kweli & Common
Kanye West Lyrics

I'm trying to catch the beat, uh
I am actively seeking to connect with the rhythm of the music, immersing myself in the vibe.

I'm trying to catch the beat
I am striving to find my groove and align with the underlying tempo of the track.

I'm trying to catch the beat, uh, uh, uh
My efforts to sync with the beat are persistent, showing my dedication to getting in the musical flow.

I'm trying to catch the beat
I continue to work at locking into the rhythm, emphasizing my commitment to the music.

Now, thr-thr-throw your motherfucking hands (get 'em high)
At this moment, raise your hands in the air to celebrate and elevate the energy in the room.

All the girls pass the weed to your motherfucking man (get 'em high)
Ladies, share the cannabis with your partner to enhance the enjoyment and create a heightened experience.

Now I ain't never tell you to put down your hands (keep 'em high)
I've never suggested lowering your hands; maintain that energy and enthusiasm.

And if ya losing yo' high than smoke again (keep 'em high)
If you're starting to lose that euphoric feeling, light up again to regain that elevated state.

N-n-n-now, my flow
Now, let me introduce the unique rhythm and style of my rap.

Is in the pocket like wallets, I got the bounce like hydrolics
My rhythm is perfectly in sync and secure, flowing smoothly with a lively energy similar to bouncing hydraulics.

I can't call it, I got the swerve like alcoholics
It’s hard to define my musical style precisely, but it has a fluidity akin to someone under the influence.

My freshman year I was going through hell, a problems
During my first year in college, I faced significant personal challenges and struggles.

Still I, built up the nerve to drop my ass up outta college
Despite those difficulties, I mustered the courage to leave college and pursue my own path.

My teacher said I's a loser, I told her why don't you kill me
When a teacher deemed me a failure, I responded with defiance, suggesting it didn’t matter what she thought.

I give a fuck if you feel me, I'm gonna follow
I don't care whether you understand or support me; I am determined to pursue my passion.

My heart, and if you follow the charts, or to the plaques or the stacks
I will trust my instincts, and while others chase superficial success or accolades, I stay true to myself.

You ain't gotta guess who's back, you see
It’s obvious that I’ve returned to the music scene with a strong presence and impact.

I'm so shy that you thought it was bashful but this
At first glance, my reserved nature may seem timid, but there's more to me than meets the eye.

Bastard's flow will bash a skull and I will
My aggressive and hard-hitting lyrical style is powerful enough to leave a lasting impression.

Cut your girl like Pastor Tro'
I have a way with words that can deeply resonate with women, similar to the charisma of a skilled speaker.

And I don't, usually smoke but pass the 'dro
Though I don't often indulge in marijuana, I'm willing to share it in this environment of celebration.

And I won't, give you that money that you asking fo'
I'm not inclined to give you the cash you're requesting, reinforcing my independence.

Why you think, me and Dame cool, we assholes
My friendship with Dame is based on our mutual boldness and unapologetic attitudes.

That's why we here your music in fast fo'
We often skip or disregard any music that doesn't resonate with us, favoring authenticity over mediocrity.

Cause we don't want to here that weak shit no mo'
We’re done tolerating subpar music and are only interested in tracks that have depth and authenticity.

Now, thr-thr-throw your motherfucking hands (Get 'em high!)
Raise your hands high in celebration and excitement once more.

All the girls pass the weed to your motherfucking man (Get 'em high!)
Ladies, hand over the weed to your partner to enhance the atmosphere even further.

Now I ain't never tell you to put down your hands (Keep 'em high!)
Every moment, maintain your energy and keep your hands raised high in enthusiasm.

And if ya losing yo' high than smoke again (Keep 'em high!)
If you start to lose that elevated state, light up again to get back to that blissful feeling.

Now now now now now who the hell is this
I'm questioning who is contacting me at an inconvenient hour, interrupting my focus.

E-mailing me at 11:26, tellin' me that she 36-26
An unexpected email at a late hour, giving me her body measurements—implying she’s trying to catch my interest.

Plus double D you know how girls on black planet be when they get bubble E
She’s flaunting her physical attributes, typical of women on social platforms showcasing themselves.

At NYU but she hail from Kansas,
She attends New York University but comes from a different background, adding to her unique appeal.

Right now she just lamping, chilling on campus
At this moment, she is casually relaxing around campus, enjoying her college experience.

Sent me a picture with a feeling on Candice
She shared a picture expressing an emotion towards someone named Candice, potentially indicating jealousy.

Who said her favorite rapper was the late great Francis
She claims to admire the work of a deceased rapper, possibly the late Francis M., indicative of her musical tastes.

W-H-I-T, it's getting late mami, your screen saver say tweet
It's late, and I notice her screen saver displaying a Twitter message, hinting at her social media habits.

So you got to call me, and bring a friend for my friend
I invite her to phone me and to bring a friend along for my friend, hinting at potential socializing.

His name Kweli (You mean Talib, lyric sticks to your rib)
Referring to my friend Talib Kweli, highlighting his lyrical prowess and how impactful his music is.

I mean (That's my favorite CD that I play at my crib)
His music is so significant to me that his album is frequently played in my home.

I mean (You don't really know him, why is you lying)
I challenge her claims about knowing Talib, questioning her honesty regarding her familiarity with him.

Yo Kwe', she don't believe me, please pickup the line
I ask my friend Kweli to back me up since she is skeptical of what I'm saying.

She goin' think that I'm lying, just spit a couple of lines
If I rap a few lines to prove my skills, it might convince her that my words are genuine.

Then maybe I'll be able to give her dick all the time, and get her high
If I impress her with my rap, it could lead to a more intimate relationship, enhancing her enjoyment and pleasure.

Yeah, I can't believe this nigga use my name for picking up dimes but
I am surprised that someone would exploit my name to attract attractive women.

Get 'em high, I need some tracks you trying to pull tracks out
I'm seeking quality beats and tracks while encouraging a celebratory atmosphere.

And my rhymes as fitting to blow you trying to blow backs out
My verses are crafted so well that they can create a powerful impact that impressively holds attention.

Well OK, you twisted my arm, I'll assist with the charm, hey yo
You’ve convinced me to share my skills and make it worth your while with my charisma.

Ain't you meet that chick that got friends with yo moms
Have you come across that girl who has a connection to your mother, indicating a closeness in age?

And she's the bomb, boy she got the bougie behavior
She’s attractive and possesses an upper-class attitude that sets her apart from others.

Always got something to say like a okay playa hater
She always has comments or criticisms, reminiscent of someone who tends to dislike successful people.

Anyways, I don't usually fuck with the internet
Generally, I avoid online interactions or relationships, preferring more personal connections.

Or chicks with birth control stuck to they arm like Nicorette
I'm not interested in women who are overly involved with their sexual health or contraception.

You really fucking that much, you trying to get off cigarettes
It's ironic to me that she's so caught up with one aspect of health, as if she's replacing one addiction with another.

And she think it's fly, she ain't met a real nigga yet
She finds her lifestyle impressive, but it’s clear she hasn't encountered someone genuine or authentic like me.

I apologize if I come off a little inconsiderate
I recognize that my bluntness may seem rude, but I’m just being honest about my perspective.

I got the bubble kush and a sister could get ahead of it
I possess high-quality marijuana, and any lady interested could have a pleasurable experience with it.

Get em high like noon, or the moon or room filled with smoke
Elevate everyone’s spirits, whether it’s the brightest part of the day or enveloped in a dreamy haze.

A high filled with dope
A euphoric state fueled by quality drugs or a powerful ambiance.

Y'all assumed I was doomed, out of tune, but I still feel the notes
People thought I would fail and lack direction, yet I remain attuned to my music and purpose.

With real nigga quotes
I incorporate authentic and relatable phrases that resonate with true experiences.

Real rappers is hard to find, like a remote, control rap is out of
Quality rappers are rare, akin to searching for a lost remote control; the industry is flooded with fakes.

Used to but still got love, that's why I abuse you who are not thugs
I once enjoyed mainstream music but now critique those lacking authenticity, stemming from my genuine love for the craft.

Rock clubs like Tiger, Woods in the hood, to have my own reality show
I dominate the music scene in urban areas, aspiring to have my own showcase about my life and experiences.

Called Soul Survivor, I stole all liver, niggas in you
I envision a show highlighting resilience, conveying how I navigate challenges and absorb experiences in life.

You'se a bitch I got ones that are thicker than you
I point out that I have more substantial and meaningful aspects in my life than the superficiality you offer.

How could I ever let your words affect me, they say Hip-Hop is dead
I refuse to be swayed by negativity, even as critics claim that the genre lacks vitality.

I'm here to resurrect me, mug is too sexy to even make songs like these
I aim to reclaim my place in hip-hop, embracing my unique allure and refusing to conform to expectations.

That's why the raw don't know your name, like Alicia Keys
Authenticity is revered, which is why lesser-known artists struggle to achieve recognition.

To many featured emcees, and producers is popular
The industry is saturated with numerous collaborations and widely recognized producers, making competition fierce.

Twelve thousand spins, nobody got to copping her
Despite hundreds of plays, no one is purchasing her album, reflecting a disconnect between popularity and quality.

Album, how come, you the hot garbager
I challenge how someone can release subpar work yet still gain attention or praise.

The years clear your image and looped up
Over time, the industry has distorted your image, leading to a lack of authenticity.

Label got you suped up, telling you you sick
Record labels often manipulate artists, inflating their status and pushing them to conform.

Man you a dick with a loose nut
The reality is that you're not as solid or credible as you present, lacking substance.

Video hard to watch like Medusa
Your imagery is unappealing and uncomfortable, similar to the mythical figure Medusa.

Even your club record need a booster
Even your party tracks fall flat and require additional help to gain traction.

Chimped up, with a pimp cup, illiterate nigga
You may present yourself with style, but your lack of depth showcases ignorance.

Read the infa', red across your head I'm bread king like Simba
You may wear a façade, but I possess true power and royalty in this industry, akin to Simba in 'The Lion King.'

Bolder than Denver, I ain't a Madd Rapper just a emcee with a temper
My confidence stands tall, and while I'm not just a typical angry rapper, I have a fierce approach to my art.

You dancing for money like honey, I did this my way
You're compromising your integrity for profit, whereas I’ve achieved success staying true to myself.

So when the industry crash, I survive like Kanye
In the face of adversity within the music scene, I will remain resilient, just like Kanye has shown over the years.

Spitting through wires and fires, emcees retiring
Even amidst challenges and hardships, I continue to thrive while others fade away.

Got yo hands up, get them motherfuckers higher then
Lift your hands even higher in celebration, as we embrace this euphoric moment together.

Now, thr-thr-throw your motherfucking hands (get 'em high)
Once again, raise your hands up in the air, joining in the collective energy of the moment.

All the girls pass the weed to your motherfucking man (get 'em high)
Ladies, share the joy by passing the cannabis, enhancing the celebratory atmosphere.

Now I ain't never tell you to put down your hands (keep 'em high)
I've never suggested you lower your enthusiasm; keep that energy going strong.

And if ya losing yo' high than smoke again (keep 'em high)
Should you start to descend from that uplifting euphoria, light up again to reconnect with that high state.