Eminem - Higher lyrics

Yeah You know, I've been around for a while now Not sure if I have much left to prove Yeah I do, haha I look at me now, I'm thinkin, "Damn" How proud of me I am What I did is nothin' to sneeze at Even if your allergies are bad I'm up in a balcony in France I look around, I see the fans How they surround me in the stands Probably could drown in a sea of hands They're hollerin', "Shady" ("Shady") Yelling it out to me and that's what I mean when I say That one day someway, somehow, if I get the chance to get a crowd I'd flip it around and have a crowd give me the chants (I've done it all, man) But in actuality, I haven't, yet Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey Really I have no idea (All) All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh) I go higher than I've ever fu*kin' been (My only question is) Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey Really I have no idea (All I know is, all) All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh) I go higher than I've ever fu*kin' been Got no time for no haters in this b*tch Or toleration for this sh*t But like medication, my dedication And the time it takes to do this sh*t Reminds me of how an overcrowded hospital waiting room'll get What I mean is maybe I have more patience (patients) than I'm able to admit Yeah, but I'm still mentally stable as a three-legged table in this b*tch Fame was a switch, but I was grateful to trade this sh*t for the trailer with a hitch That it would make me a raving lunatic But I made it through my situation, I hit pay dirt Now I get paper like a stapler in this b*tch But just 'cause I made a little bit of change Don't mean I've changed a little bit Brain full of wit, dangerous, can't extinguish this English language when it's lit And I'm just berating you with it, it's Shady 'til I'm eighty-two I'll spit this crazy, even Dre, he knows (nose) I'ma blow Better get the handkerchief again, haha Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey Really I have no idea (All) All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh) I go higher than I've ever fu*kin' been (Know I talk about this sh*t a lot, my only question is) Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey Really I have no idea (All I know is, all) All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh) I go higher than I've ever fu*kin' been Oh, now what am I gonna do? Can't nothing hold me, I'm on the loose Born a winner, damn, it's so hard to lose I can do it even when I'm tryin' to When my record flops, it still go through the roof This atmosphere's for a chosen few Who was on they grind makin' money moves And you ain't gon' get there if you watered-down You gotta take shots with a hundred proof (Check it out) Been in survival mode Since a five year old, it was I alone Since my trike was stole, spiral notebook and microphone But lookin' back how bad it was then If it hadn't been for the pad and the pen Addict mom and deadbeat dad I wouldn't have had the savage within havin' to win Every single battle I'm in All I ever wanted was to be an emcee Tediously I wrote obediently, believing in me EPMD must've had teachin' degrees Learned to defeat enemies with the ink, thinkin' of these rhymes Would be as Eazy as E And graffiti would be like remedial readin' to me (Yeah) 'Til my last breath leaves my lungs I'ma beat my drum (Yeah) for the streets I'm from (Yeah) The East side slums (Yeah), gotta remind 'em (Yeah) I'll take a foe out (Yeah), like fee-fi-fum You see my finger (What?), you see my thumb (What?) You see my fist, fu*k a peace pipe, I'm (What?) Here for the smoke but it's not the weed I want (What?) With this beat I brung for the beef I've come (Woo) But you better bring it if you wanna reply from 'Cause for you to be lyrically inclined, it'd be a steep climb up That'll be an uphill battle But I'm up like your feet in a recliner And I think I'm about to go out on a limb like a tree climber Time to push my ceiling higher 'cause Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey Really I have no idea (All) All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh) I go higher than I've ever fu*kin' been (For the last time, my only question is) Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey Really I have no idea (All I know is, all) All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh) I go higher than I've ever fu*kin' been (Damn)