Wan Gray - Rise Up

[Hook:]
Pull out your towels (towels)
Go ahead and raise up (raise up)
We so high spinning like helicopters (raise up)
We so high spinning like helicopters
Rise up (rise up), rise out (out)
Rise up (rise up), rise out (out)
Pull out your towels (towels)
Go ahead and raise up (raise up)
We so high spinning like helicopters (raise up)
We so high spinning like helicopters
Rise up (rise up), rise out (out)
Rise up (rise up), rise out (out)

[Verse 1:]
Born as a Hurricane
A freedom writer, who becomes a fighter
A black boy with a special game
My names my name bitch i am a brother
I need a choir, to speak my peace
The holy cross, my Jesus piece
I'm peacefully who likes to explore
And my parents want me home so peacefully because
Life's to short but you know (you know)
Playing with these cards that Uno (Uno)
Playing with these monsters Yu-Gi-Oh
Mind playing games in my head, that's Geto (that's Geto)
The world can be yours Scarface
My pen's my friend, it bleeds everyday
My life's a hollow, my raps are bible
I spit holy from the sounds of the microphone
My case dismissed like Pretty Tone
Took the road back to my house with no hope
I'm Casper, i'm a ghost with no friends
Telling my story from beginning to the end
All i want to do is win, win, win
Aquarius from the south side land
North Carolina, 919 be the code
Baby turn a king, that's my supreme like

[Hook:]

[Verse 2:]
I Swear
The Game is a mess, I was made to clean up the shit you invest
Let me address, this ain't a test, bring my raps to show some respect
You want some trouble? I am the one
I get pissed on, then pissed one off
Don't get me started, I get retarded
My shit get 'em sick, that's death calling (death calling)
Look at the trees we be hanging, wish it was The Big Apple
Got the New York sound from my family
That's the other state i rep for
Ain't nobody make it where i'm from, been rapping since 17
I used to like luxury, chasing gold, I changed my mind since 19
Start to read up my books, I'm trying to book up my raps
I finna do that
Blast on any given track
Put my city right back on the map
My life got harder, I clean my act, hustle real hard, I'm that motherfucker hey
My new shit sounded like Soul Train, everybody line up
Dance to the rhythm what they say
I'm authentic, I'm prolific
My skills cannot be questioned
I attended to bring the drums to your ear, that's my whole attention
Never pretend, never sell my soul
I am what i am, I show and tell
I'm on the top shelf, you niggas on the bottom
North Carolina, raise up for your brother
Hey

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Written by:
JEAHWAN TYREE GRAY

Publisher:
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