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Lletres: Kid Cudi. Higher Up.

See I was born back in '84
Without a damn clue what was in store
And further more, even if I did brah
I'd do it all again, real shit brah
Advocate rapping and doing me
I Ended up rapping and renewing me
Ended up being better then the last
A whole new cudder for the new class
Every time I think about the first step I ever took alone
Made me realize the prince was made for the throne
Defeated peace, sword from stone
Smokin' so much weed I'm better off alone
In my own zone, in my own zone
Im so gone never the less
I can't disappear the stress
My lifes way beyond, yo mama knows best

You cant forget that im blessed
I feel so cursed, cause I cant stop a curse from spittin'
Without feelin' like a phony
Cause I speak my thoughts every time I think them up
I guarantee you I will win
If I was ever wrong, this moment aint it
So I'm psychic in the end
I think my thoughts and reality lets them end
End. End. End.

Tell me whos already to go, whos already to go
Higher up, higher up I said higher up [x2]