Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Risin'

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

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

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

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

Lord, please cleanse me without and within
Be sure to let me doubt the evil powers of sin
And work magic, deflectin' fiery darts aimin' at my
I it's time to play my part, yo, so dig it

Yo, 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 keep on

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)
We keep on

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

We won't stop, you ask why, 'cause we stop
Hip hop make ya neck pop when the 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 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)
We keep on

Put your hands up, turn the up
Take your shoes off, 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 while my rhymes this
Mic and it might just be the to recite this
Rhyme that I in my room gotta keep rappin'
Man, I told ya the Souljahz was to make it happen

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

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

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

Yo, put hands 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

Put your hands up, the beat up
your shoes 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
your shoes off
(What, what, what, what, what)
(What, what, what, what, what)

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)