Yo, hip-hop started out in the heart, uh-huh Yo, now everybody tryin' to charge, say what? Hip-hop started out in the heart Now everybody tryin' to charge Come on now, baby, come on now Baby, come on now, baby, come on Come on now, baby, come on now Baby, come on now, baby, come on Come on, baby, light my fire Come on Everything you drop is so tired Everything Music is supposed to inspire Music is supposed to inspire How come we ain't gettin' no higher? How come? Now tell me your philosophy Yeah On exactly what an artist should be Should they be someone with prosperity And no concept of reality Now who you know without any flaws That lives above a spiritual law And does anything they feel just because There's always someone there to hold applause Come on, baby, light my fire Come on Everything you drop is so tired Everything you drop is so tired Music is supposed to inspire What are we here for? How come we ain't gettin' no higher? Gettin' no higher I know you think that you got it all And by making other people feel small Makes you think you're unable to fall But when you do, who you gonna call? See, what you give is just what you get I know it hasn't hit you yet Now I don't mean to get you upset But every cause has an effect Come on, baby, light my fire Come on Everything you drop is so tired Come on Music is supposed to inspire Music is supposed to inspire So how come we ain't gettin' no higher? We ain't no higher We ain't no higher Our corsets and distant lands Made plans with the sheiks Why you beef with freaks As my album sells peak? All I wanted was to sell like 500 And be a ghetto superstar Since my first album Blunted I used to work at Footlocker They fired me in front of it Oh, I quit it, now I spit it However do you want it? Now you get it I'm makin' rhymes in the range With the frames lightly tinted And send it to your block To have my full name submitted And if your lines sound like mine I'm takin' a percentage Of precedent And still respect it when it's vintage I'm serious I'm takin' over areas and aquariums Runnin' red lights with my 10,000 chariots Justice Christ was a superstar You're a stupid star They'll hail you, they'll nail you No matter who you are They'll make you mad They'll take you down And make you face it If you slip the bag open Put your pinky in it and taste it Come on, baby, light my fire Everything you drive is so tired Music is supposed to inspire So how come we ain't gettin' no higher? Come on, baby, light my fire Come on, baby, light my fire Everything you drive is so tired Music is supposed to inspire So how come we ain't gettin' no higher? Come on, baby, light my fire Everything you drive is so tired Music is supposed to inspire So how come we ain't gettin' no higher?