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'
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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)