Raise It Up

Come on, light it up, son
Yo, light it up, son
Light it up, son
Now come on, we light it up, son

Uh, we're gonna raise it up, we're gonna raise it up
We're gonna push it, push it
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Now come on, we're gonna raise it up
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Now come on, we're gonna raise it up
We're gonna raise it up, we're gonna push it good, uh

Deviants hit you off with the nice shit
Step back for the Sprague, leave your crew hid
Don't test, 'cause my skills always stay fit
Stay hot, taking heat like the government

Why? We're gonna step to the vibe like, why?
We're gonna step to the vibe like, why?
I'm gonna step to the left, take your last breath, and fall to your death
Come on, son, we're gonna spread like a genocide
Pimped off with the chrome layer on the side
Lay back, let black take you for a ride
Sweet potato, pie, and lemonade on the side

Son, we're gonna raise it up, we're gonna raise it up
We're gonna push it, push it
Now come on, we're gonna raise it up
We wanna raise you up, we wanna push it good, son
Now come on, we're gonna raise it up
We wanna raise you up, we wanna push it, push it
Now come on, we're gonna raise it up
We're gonna raise it up, we're gonna push it good, uh

Shoot two, I'm empty, why you tryna tempt me?
To go off the deep end waiting for the weekend
Know that I'm a riot, can't stay quiet
Chemical imbalance
Up for the challenge
Sick with interstression
Learned the hardest lesson
Never packed no weed in my car

Now I'm stressing
Off of 35
Trying to survive
If I get pulled over
Make sure I'm sober
Pits try to test me
Everywhere they pass me
It's hit the dreadlocks
By tracking mad cops
Smoking mad crops
Like the Tinsamina
Maybe I'm a dreamer

I walk the fine line, the art is design
The intellect, the mental, the body be the temple
The body be the temple, parts that match the dragon
Never catch me dragging, all am I boasting?
What's worth the mosting?

Uh, we're gonna raise it up, we're gonna raise it up
We're gonna push it, push it
Now come on, we're gonna raise it up
We wanna raise you up, we wanna push it good, son
Now come on, we're gonna raise it up
We wanna raise you up, we wanna push it, push it
Now come on, we're gonna raise it up
We're gonna raise it up, we're gonna push it good, uh

Thank the Lord for OutKast and The Roots
Up the radio and it's trivial for suits
Fake MCs getting stomped with black boots
Piling out the window, yo, get the loot

Why, what the hell are we saying?
Why, what the hell are we playing?
50 years ago, black people couldn't rap
Now all we do is talk about gun clap
And how they're gonna twist your neck 'til the bones snap
I keep my rhyme skill tight like a head wrap
I walk through the crowd with my hand for the dab
I'm gonna be the one to put bank on the map

Son, we're gonna raise it up, we're gonna raise it up
We're gonna push it, push it
Now come on, we're gonna raise it up
We wanna raise you up, we wanna push it good, son
Now come on, we're gonna raise it up
We wanna raise you up, we wanna push it, push it
Now come on, we're gonna raise it up
We're gonna raise it up, we're gonna push it good, uh

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Light it up, son
Yo, light it up, son
Light it up, son
Now come on, we light it up, son
Light it up, son
Come on, uh, we light it up, son
Light it up, son
Come on, uh, we light it up, son