Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Risin'

Yo, put your up, turn the beat up
Take your off, throw your feet up
(What, what, what, what, what)
We keep on
(What, what, what, what, what)
We keep on

We been doin' for years and you just now heard of us
Four containin' back stabbin' music murderers
Yeah, I was a younga MC, now I'm but please
Don't think my mind, change only change

And the clock moves quicker as the plot gets now
Yeah, I'm a Christian, my position paints the picture
DJ Niques composin' beats he was under age
A true master of the art it's to take the stage

We give props to who keepin' it tight
Big ups to P.O.D. for rockin' it right
In the middle of my cloudy day, to my knees and pray
Let me walk in light so my darkness will fade

Lord, please cleanse me from and within
Be to never let me doubt the evil powers of sin
And work magic, fiery darts aimin' at my heart
I think time to play my part, yo, so dig it

Yo, put your up, turn the beat up
Take your off, throw your feet up
(What, what, what, what, what)
We keep on
(What, what, what, what, what)
We on risin'

Put your hands up, turn the up
your shoes off, throw your feet up
(What, what, what, what, what)
We keep on
(What, what, what, what, what)
We on risin'

I look around all I see is record companies
And MC's goin' bankrupt be free
That the way that is should be, no, not hardly
You got me pacin' that you're gonna
Try to bring me down, I'm

We won't stop, you ask why, 'cause we stop
Hip hop make ya pop when the beat drops
Souljahz, don't stop, we keep on
Souljahz, don't stop, we on risin'

(Rise, we rise)
Throw your in the sky
Wave 'em side to side, on
(Rise, we rise, we rise, we rise)

Yo, put your hands up, the beat up
Take your off, throw your feet up
(What, what, what, what, what)
We keep on
(What, what, what, what, what)
We keep on

Put your hands up, turn the up
Take your shoes off, throw feet up
(What, what, what, what, what)
We keep on
(What, what, what, what, what)
We on risin'

Hey yo, I keep it while my rhymes ignite this
Mic and it just be the time to recite this
Rhyme that I wrote in my room keep rappin'
Man, I told ya the Souljahz was bound to make it

Got you askin', l ain't from the Souljahz in a while
Didn't they flip they style? they just on trial?
C'mon, we just been on the
From N.Y. to Germany, 5.0

So think it before you criticize my crew
when you point your finger at me
Three is back at you
like a fool, whether it be jealousy or envy
Jealousy or envy, why we doin' this

It about the Bentley, it ain't about the cars
Money, or the girls
It's a much bigger picture when you tryna tha world
Righteous hip hop, tha down-low to tha sip top
In yo sneakers or flops, coppin' spit wads

Yo, put your up, turn the beat up
your shoes off, throw your feet up
(What, what, what, what, what)
We keep on
(What, what, what, what, what)
We on risin'

Put hands up, turn the beat up
Take your shoes off, throw feet up
(What, what, what, what, what)
We keep on
(What, what, what, what, what)
We on risin'

Yo, put hands up
Take shoes off
(What, what, what, what, what)
(What, what, what, what, what)

Put hands up, turn the beat up
your shoes off, throw your feet up
(What, what, what, what, what)
We on risin'
(What, what, what, what, what)