Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Risin'

Yo, 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 keep on

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

And the clock moves quicker as the gets thicker now
Yeah, I'm a Christian, my position paints the list
DJ Niques composin' since he was under age
A true of the art it's time 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, drop to my knees and
Let me walk in light so my darkness will fade

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

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

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

When I look around all I see is companies
And goin' bankrupt tryna be free
That ain't the way that is should be, no, not
You got me pacin' that you're gonna
Try to me down, I'm sorry

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

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

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

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

Hey yo, I keep it righteous my rhymes ignite this
Mic and it might just be the time to this
that I wrote in my room gotta keep rappin'
Man, I told ya the was bound to make it happen

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

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

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

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

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

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

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