Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Risin'

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

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

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

We give props to those who keepin' it
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 so my darkness will fade away

Lord, please cleanse me without and within
Be to never let me doubt the evil powers of sin
And magic, deflectin' fiery darts 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 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 keep on

When I look around all I see is record
And MC's goin' bankrupt tryna be
That ain't the way 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 can't
Hip hop make ya neck pop when the drops
Souljahz, don't stop, we on tryin'
Souljahz, don't stop, we keep on

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

Yo, 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'

Put hands 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

Hey yo, I keep it righteous while my rhymes this
Mic and it might just be the to recite this
Rhyme that I wrote in my room gotta keep
Man, I ya the Souljahz was bound to make it happen

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

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

It about the Bentley, it ain't about the cars
Money, cash or the
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 flip flops, coppin' wads

Yo, 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

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

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

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