The Rise Lyrics

This rap shit just so in me

No fear of any

You bought many

They dying out so bring the Henny

That's the shit you pouring out

When I put em down

Whole team treat like a whore bag

Dog em out

It's ya boy going ape shit on these cock suckers

Have a blast

Watch em melt like a stick of butter

Coming fresh off the frying pan

Ya frying man

Off the charts

Fuck up a diagram diaphragm

No torso ripped limbs

Left in the crossroads

Strong arsenal

Black market buying out bomb codes

Presidential take notes

Boy pull out ya pencil

And start writing this intellectual

You see credentials

The tree of the truth think of a papi seed

Everything growing

You seeking knowledge then copy me

Most likely can't be done

Step on you bugs

Show em no love

Man you is ass nigga ya butt

And all my dogs on this ride wit me

Flow infinitely

Flow sickly give sermons

The pope in me

Excuse my thoughts the truth man

I really do this man

On kids ass like school pants

Yeah putting out

These guys like a cigarette

And all they girls surfing em

Aint talking about the internet

No laying dirt dig em all out

Simply dick a whore down

This a one man whore house

Man I'm hot on yall ass lose denims

Thing pressed to the side

Hole where that hoop in em

Boot kick em

Thing hit em dead center

Aint a killer

You fuck wit mine you gonna play victim

Turn away from my sins man

My momma told me

Didn't listen

Young nothing can hold me

Man was I dead wrong

Man so dead wrong

Nailed me under the jail

Weather the storm

Was a hella storm

Got that music for the soul

Coming from the bottom

And when ya hungry gotta go

To fail is not a option

Pops said

Keep going and there ain't no stopping

So knock em dead

Use they wigs to mop wit

Out here getting it

Money pile ya get to flipping it

Just getting by man I'm sick of it

Living proof

Kill the game till the wrist is lit

On to bigger things

Want the plaques on the wall y'all feel this shit

Yeah now that I'm out

Tunes I rock hard

Rock star

Ride wit my guys moon a cop car

How I'm feeling

Man fuck them pigs

Order em dead

Put em under a bridge ya dig

Just let em smell a dirty caucus

Ya begging me to stop it

Stick it up a hostage

Ya boy ain't on no cop shit

Ones higher up scum of the earth

And i mean that

Just politically speaking

Them pigs don't wanna hear that

But forget that

Do my thing anyway

Bread putting away

Preparing for a rainy day

Getting that cake

Cuz baby I'm a heavyweight

All I see in my dreams

Like broads make a bed shake

Gun slinger like Tom Brady

A hall of famer

Yall dogs transform from a pawn maybe

If I let ya

Don't bother with a lecture

Press it and we wet ya

Leave you on that wet shit

That's dead

And not them drugs that you on

Heavily armed

If you ever play me pussy you gone

Hands clean I'm the holy preacher

Don't need to hold the heater

My goons will hold the heater

It sound like a broken speaker

That's the silencer

Bow down pay homage yall

Looking at the greatest

Got pain get some Tylenol

Or that ibuprofen

Stronger kick dopamine

Don't go for free

Now I got em hooked dope fiends

On ya block man I'm so soaring

Pulling out double doubles

It's like I'm pitching out of four corners

That's why these chicks

They all on me

All horny

And if she bad clean

Snow blowing her all morning

I'm the shit

Just ask see what your wifey think

I could put you on

Have you dreaming all types of shit

Like swimming a sea of pussy

All tushy

But don't you push me

I'm brick hard ya soft cookie

And I don't plan on stopping either

So need this

On my life

Give my right hand to that man Jesus

Have no fear

I'm here to stay

And here for good

Wish a fella would

Put em under water

I really would

Have em swimming with sea sharks

Them great whites

Their rise

Gone like the fumes off of a tailpipe

Damn hooptie

Got heart try and shoot me

The boy a groupie

Say I ain't hot

You niggas loony

Got that music for the soul

Coming from the bottom

And when ya hungry gotta go

To fail is not a option

Pops said

Keep going and there ain't no stopping

So knock em dead

Use they wigs to mop wit

Out here getting it

Money pile ya get to flipping it

Just getting by man I'm sick of it

Living proof

Kill the game till the wrist is lit

On to bigger things

Want the plaques on the wall y'all feel this shit