How High (Remix)

Latest record you stole it from somebody else
Taking it from the top
Hell yeah we taking it from the top
Tippy
All my people sing it daddy
Hey
Fly Robin Fly
Fly Robin Fly
Up up to the sky
Excuse me as I kiss the sky
Sing a song of sixpence a pocketful a rye
Who the **** wanna die for their culture
Stalk the dead body like a vulture
Ticallion hmmm
Blacker than your blackest stallion
Hit your housing projects
I represent yo Shaolin
Hell yes Apocalypse now the gun blaow
It be goin down diggy diggy down diggy down down
While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse
When I raise my trigger finger all y'all hit the deck
'Cause ain't no need for that hustlers and hardcore
Raw to the floor raw like Reservoir Dogs
The green eyed Bandit can't stand it
With more Fruitier Loops then that Toucan Sam *****
Plus the Bombazee got me wide
Messin' with them is a straight suicide
Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane
It's the Funk Doctor Spock smokin' lah on the train
How high So high that I can kiss the sky
Up up to the sky
Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane
Recognize Johnny Blaze ain't a d**n thing changed
How high So high that I can kiss the sky
Up up to the sky
10 9 8 7 6 5 4
3 2 Murder 1 lyric at your door
Tical bring it to that a** raw
Breaking all the rules like glass jaws
You got to get mine to get yours
We don't need no rap tour
I'd rather kick the facts and catch you with the rap ture
More than you bargained for
Tical that stays open like an all night store
For real I keeps it ill like a piece of blue steel
Pointed at your temple with the intent to kill
And end your existence M E T
Ain't no use for resistance H O D
I shift like a clutch with the Ruck
Examine my nuts I don't stop 'til I get enough
6 million ways to die so I chose
Made it 6 million and 1 with your eyes closed
The blindfold cold so you can feel the wrath
And shatter the glass and second half on your monkey a**
Ayo my man Tical hit me now
Used to play me now they can't forget me now
Forget me not I rock the spot check Glock
Empty off a lickin off in hip hop
The Billboard I'm a bullet on my block
How you **** when you paid for your Billboard spot
Method Man/Redman：
Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane
It's the Funk Doctor Spock smokin' lah on the train
How high So high that I can kiss the sky
Up up to the sky
As I run a mile with a racist
My style was born in the pissy staircases
Dig it eff a rap critic
He talk about it while I live it
If Red got the I'm the second one to hit it
Look up in the I got the verbs nouns and Glocks in ya
Enter the center lyrics bang like Rico chet Rabbit
I bring havoc with an A K matic
Rollin an all day habit
I get it on like Smiff and Wess
Who click's the best
Punks take a sip and test
Who splits your vest
The funk phenomenon
I'm bombin' you like Lebanon
Flow canals of Panama just off stamina
Method Man/Redman：
Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane
It's the Funk Doctor Spock smokin' lah on the train
How high So high that I can kiss the sky
Up up to the sky
Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane
Recognize Johnny Blaze ain't a d**n thing changed
How high So high that I can kiss the sky
Up up to the sky
Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane
It's the Funk Doctor Spock smokin' lah on the train
How high So high that I can kiss the sky
Up up to the sky
Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane
Recognize Johnny Blaze ain't a d**n thing changed
How high So high that I can kiss the sky
Up up to the sky