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(Instrumental)
up for summer days Laying in the grass Everything is happening in your head You raise your fist up in the air Clench your teeth and say Four more years and I am out
us A bunch of stuff that we ain't earn Now picture that like a camera, we lift the lamb up Hands up this mans the alpha who would raise like gamma We
when they shove me in Once again it's an all out scrap Keep your hands on ya gat, and now ya boys watch ya back Cause in the alleys out in Cali I'ma tell
the homies. Raised by some crazed ass well payed OG's. Ah shit! Pulled up in a benzy, snatch. The wheel as I peel out. Catch a cop's tail. Rock shells hit. Raise a fist
fuck wanna war I got a four four, pierce ya'll niggas jaw You see me thugged out, iced out, Guinness Stout Hopin' out the Range wit da gun out Smack your
from the dirty south aint the folk to play with. now I'll admit sometimes some folks just understand but on the real it appears to me you gon learn fist
: We'll raise our fists and stamp our feet We will resist all out thoughts, until we succeed We're marching at the scene We'll watch them crumble Oh,
let her know It was better to lie. I'm screaming, He's talking over, I've asked him twice, Says he don't know her, I raise a fist, He grabs my wrist,
Sick kid, with quick fist you'll never catch him flossin' I'm like Blowwwwww, I stand out Plus I'm dropping issues that you mutherfuckers can't doubt Move and let this man out
nothin to lose (I'm goin all out) Nothin to lose (You gonna fall out) Time run out (I'm goin all out) Nothin to lose (I'm goin all out) Lightin the fuse
to you I'm rising with my bloody fists raised to sky [Revelation 12:11] [Chorus] You can't stop this fire now You can't blow it out Everything will change
it ain't been high in weeks Months and years, grew around blunts and beers And older folks playin spades, dealers stayin paid Until they, layin raised on their stomach with their fists
feat. Dr. Dre) [Eminem - Verse 1:] I want you to understand something That when I come up in this bitch, I want them fans jumping I want them fists pumping
And what bothers him all comes out, when he talks about His fuckin' dad walkin' out Cause he just hates him so bad that he blocks him out If he ever saw
t, we stronger now more than ever They tell us no we say yea, they tell us stop we say go Rebel with a rebel yell, raise hell we gonna let em know Stomp
