[Chorus] x2
Can we get much higher? (higher, higher)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

(Verse 1)
Crawling at the bottom: street rat, weak rap
Sewage, disgusting, un-trusting, meek crap
Only wearing rags, bags, and tattered gowns
Lags, sags, tears of a sad clown
Struggling and surviving to make a little scratch
With this kind of garbage no one would attach
A poor beggar and pauper, nothing is less proper
A prince to a servant, what can I offer?
We're all in the gutters, but I'm looking up
Drinking dirty tap water from a Styrofoam cup
Glancing at the stars, mirroring my ambition
Raise my position, paid the tuition
Knowledge at my fingertips and my disposal
So prepare yourself for my decent proposal
I'll never be the best, and I know that for certain
But it's a brand new day, open your curtains

[Chorus] x2
Can we get much higher? (higher, higher)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

(Verse 2)
Ascension, pretension, let me have your attention
I'm the pension mentioned with every detention
Imprisoned decisions provide provisions
Mine, just glisten, with vivid, intentions
Lifted to the utmost degree of revisions
Please visit, the timid, limit, of pistons
Fired up on each cylinder, I am blazing
Half-man, Half-supreme, it seems I'm amazing
Rags to rubies, rocking Gucci to Louie
I'm the wealth you seek, just try to pursue me
Paper chase, flavor race, if this is the final case
Buy face, purchase grace, embroidered in silk lace
A platinum Saturn, symbolize a monument
A golden Poland, cover the plates and continents
Hungrier, lovelier, more I'll start conquering
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[Chorus] x2
Can we get much higher? (higher, higher)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

(Verse 3)
Opulence has brought me this, statuettes
Fifty of the palace set, deliver it to me in jets
Mercy me, mercialago, toggle the goggle
Marvel at the rumble of the throttle
Soul not sold to the devil, on the contrary: Diablo
Pablo, dope flow, Rob Roy, bravo!
Ego bolstered and cultured even more grand
So please stand, give a hand to the diamond band
Riding easy, prosperity, nary a rarity
Nay to charity, I spend less than sparingly
A prosperous rocket ship represents myself
The heat I seek bubble the shuttles and melt
An Einstein on the grind and in the mind
But lost to the divine dimes of rhyme
Time is currency currently buy a moment
But if it all dries up, will it be as potent?