Emilio Rojas, Racqdolo, Laws - Rise Above lyrics
[Emilio Rojas, Racqdolo, Laws - Rise Above lyrics]
Yeah I was born without a sin and
You was born without a spine
No wonder that you buckle in
These nuts in crazy times
Trying to bargain up our debt
All I do is pay no mind
It’s ‘cause my bitch is
Chinese, when it collapses, i'll be fine
I ain't even on my grind, I'm fucking lazy
I'm chilling and I just bought some yen so
When that dollar bottom out
I bring my fortune in
Y’all barely stay above the water
Like a dorsal fin
I'm swimming in this pool of fucking
Sharks like they some dolphins bitch
And I plan for the
Future where the government
They planning to loot ya
I was born in the land of the shooters and
I moved on to the land of computers
Uptown is Iraq and Fallujah
Everybody around getting cash, a Minutia
With a bit of haze and they stash in
A new truck so they getting paid
And they stashing for school stuff
You never know what will motivate a man
When you put ‘em in the middle
Of a run that’s gone bad
When his fam getting hungry in
The middle of the sack
All they wanna do is give
Him what he never had and I never had much
All I really wanna get is rid of bad luck
Sit it in the back of a mack
Black truck, when the cash back up
Better back that up rise above
Tell me where is the love?
Why they wanna get lost? Somebody tell me
Where is the love? Where is the love?
Everything ain't as what it seems
I'mma go rise above and show
You where is the love
Street magic, David Blaine
Feel the need to penetrate the vein
Shit you wearing ain't gon' make you lame
Skinny jeans and limousines
Still trapped in that killer’s dream
Bag it up and wrap it up
Broke cherries in the back of trucks
You got a pretty face, now back it up
She getting wet like an
Aqueduct but fuck that, I'm after dollars
Trying to hot box that black
Impala, study my math
I'm on a path with scholars
Hit ‘em in the head like Matt Hoffer
Hit ‘em again if you don't rap proper
Cat doctor, I fix the puss
Landscaper, I trim the bush
Trailblazer, I blaze the trails
For a frail faker, I get the mail
Just get me a ten with a case of ale
I'll put it in the back till my face is pale
If you rap and you hit my sales
That's like Kenan hitting Kel
Bitch, keep dreaming, this is my time
Eat the lobsters, drink the fine wine
Sup Emilio? Life ain't even a bitch
She a silly ho, you think you bust rhymes
Can you really though?
I know it's true ‘cause you
See me in the video
Spring Hill, I'm running my fucking city yo
Make job opportunities in the studio
That's thickheaded and dumb, El Stupido
Boogie Nights, just put me in the movie ho
You was born without a spine
No wonder that you buckle in
These nuts in crazy times
Trying to bargain up our debt
All I do is pay no mind
It’s ‘cause my bitch is
Chinese, when it collapses, i'll be fine
I ain't even on my grind, I'm fucking lazy
I'm chilling and I just bought some yen so
When that dollar bottom out
I bring my fortune in
Y’all barely stay above the water
Like a dorsal fin
I'm swimming in this pool of fucking
Sharks like they some dolphins bitch
And I plan for the
Future where the government
They planning to loot ya
I was born in the land of the shooters and
I moved on to the land of computers
Uptown is Iraq and Fallujah
Everybody around getting cash, a Minutia
With a bit of haze and they stash in
A new truck so they getting paid
And they stashing for school stuff
You never know what will motivate a man
When you put ‘em in the middle
Of a run that’s gone bad
When his fam getting hungry in
The middle of the sack
All they wanna do is give
Him what he never had and I never had much
All I really wanna get is rid of bad luck
Sit it in the back of a mack
Black truck, when the cash back up
Better back that up rise above
Tell me where is the love?
Why they wanna get lost? Somebody tell me
Where is the love? Where is the love?
Everything ain't as what it seems
I'mma go rise above and show
You where is the love
Street magic, David Blaine
Feel the need to penetrate the vein
Shit you wearing ain't gon' make you lame
Skinny jeans and limousines
Still trapped in that killer’s dream
Bag it up and wrap it up
Broke cherries in the back of trucks
You got a pretty face, now back it up
She getting wet like an
Aqueduct but fuck that, I'm after dollars
Trying to hot box that black
Impala, study my math
I'm on a path with scholars
Hit ‘em in the head like Matt Hoffer
Hit ‘em again if you don't rap proper
Cat doctor, I fix the puss
Landscaper, I trim the bush
Trailblazer, I blaze the trails
For a frail faker, I get the mail
Just get me a ten with a case of ale
I'll put it in the back till my face is pale
If you rap and you hit my sales
That's like Kenan hitting Kel
Bitch, keep dreaming, this is my time
Eat the lobsters, drink the fine wine
Sup Emilio? Life ain't even a bitch
She a silly ho, you think you bust rhymes
Can you really though?
I know it's true ‘cause you
See me in the video
Spring Hill, I'm running my fucking city yo
Make job opportunities in the studio
That's thickheaded and dumb, El Stupido
Boogie Nights, just put me in the movie ho