Rise Lyrics
by XV
Produced by The Awesome Sound
Morning!
You got here, uh
My nigga said just kill this shit
Don’t let none of these niggas breathe
Took a few weeks off for my crime
That’s a few weeks that y’all don’t need
Saying that this none up and niggas gonna miss
Nothing but shit I gotta read
Kushville won’t take away my stress
Come sit back as I proceed
She look good everytime she enter
Just like every chick that I don’t need
So my nigga winning, got a ring
All these niggas winning, got on lane
All these hoes winning got no ex
All these fake parlors got no chase
Made a mistake cause I’m merely young
My real life is like the dream
I’m just making it, make me think that I have a shot
No wonder why I’m chasing it with relationships on the rocks
It makes me wanna stop, but I don’t got that in me,
Just passion, drive and envy, work like my stomach is empty
Friendly to ebay and the news, the dudes who rap pissed me off
Cause if it’s speaking, wouldn’t speak, wouldn’t be any talking
Wouldn’t be any tweeting, wouldn’t be any f*cking blogging
Got a fast reloader, no recorder couldn’t stop the coffin
Still catching metaphors from complex shelter why shit so sizzle
They dropping doves, but the hight make it like they had a missile
They writing raps and stand still
While I go back and forth with labels and datas
Who probably write all of my checks in pencil
Damn, but nobody can say I ain’t patient
They see the changes that I am making
All of these changes illuminate taking
What the fuck is they saying, even may say a preen
Amazing, but that’s the game that we playing
Just hope they say something mean before that greed that you laying
When it’s all set and done, and the house music’s playing
It’ll be 2015 when all the swearing is waiting to RISE
Rise, rise, rise,
Real niggas rise, rise, rise, rise,
My city rise, rise, rise, rise,
’07 rise, rise, rise, rise,
They build you up to tear you down, then build you up again
They see your beauty just to find a flaw to point and grin
Does it make you smile to see my frown, light you up to burn me down
Hear the flowing, awesome sound and you just turned it down?
What?
F*ck that I turn myself up
Peaceful as a monk, but they want me to burn myself up
don’t let them own you, that’s what momma told you
You let ‘em put X in the box, the game will control you
As these niggas slowly show you their true faces are villains
They also witness it, watching you making the killing
That’s when they speak, saying what they would do if your shoes could be on their feet
It ain’t rocket foot on even main street
So come to wear the tray as me, with gangsta grease
They say I speak like I don’t rep the ṗlace I sleep
Like I ain’t in the stu 7 days of the week
You got a crown sitting down
I got a sword at my feet
Now RISE!
Rise, rise, rise,
Real niggas rise, rise, rise, rise,
My city rise, rise, rise, rise,
’07 rise, rise, rise, rise
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