Living in the big city The American dream Is far roaming in the streets of greed Everywhere I turn Im on a mission for more But I aint selling my soul With the dope theres no girl Im on a one way box to the top Hitting the strip but got a sound that would rally the block Im in the fast lane and I wont stop You aint nothing but talk You Couldnt hang on the rope by ball
This life that I live It aint for the weak Got my roddy gangster that came off the street Im trying to keep the peace but I gotta keep my pace Got these drunk police Want me all rappy And Im searching for the higher ground I want my head in the sky So high that I can't come down Leave your lies in every town across the nation Cause you can never stop to play
Gotta Rise up (to the top,to the top) Cant stop (How high can you get?) Gotta Rise up (to the top,to the top) Cant stop (How high can you get?) Cause what goes up must come down So we gotta rise up to the Higher ground Rise Up (Rise Up) Rise Up (Rise Up) Rise Up (Rise Up) How high can you get?
Cruising in the drop chevy Got my foot on the floor I'm hitting switches and my brim is heavy You wanna look inside And see whos crossing the brine Curiosity is killing you With stick in the prime I get high from the brim in the set Never gripping the square But all you haters couldnt hold my dick Dont need a clip for my ? straight You should leave it alone And check your toe cause my line will spit
This right heres as high as it gets Somebody likes it..the hell Cause you stepped on the sex But guess who will show you, you gotta pass the check Got my clock on deck and my custom vest streets You came, for me I'm the best And you can keep the dress Cause Im smoke at the less Turn a step back Im tired of getting pushed
Gotta rise up to the top (to the top) Cant stop (How high can you get?) Gotta rise up to the top (to the top) Cant stop (How high can you get?) Cause what goes up must come down So we gotta rise up to the Higher ground Rise Up (Rise Up) Rise Up (Rise Up) Rise Up (Rise Up) How high can you get?
I go psycho Crazy Michael Myers Except the stages on fire going higher Cause when I lean on a flyer Theres so much more to make the whole city rise This defines a man to get the whole world lifted Wall man trying to make a land with a mission Theres no way you can stand in this position You cant take the heat get the fuck about the tension
Go with the will to hustle, you see if we hit the floor youll never stop it you aint got the muscle Were going to world top, homeboy this is the show We gotta blow up the stage be out the door Sometimes we all nedd an escape So when we form our track Well get your mind while we get the stat I made a pack with a crew on the hill We continue to build with all the people who believe their bill
Gotta Rise up (to the top,to the top) Cant stop (How high can you get?) Gotta Rise up (to the top,to the top) Cant stop (How high can you get?) Cause what goes up must come down So we gotta rise up to the Higher ground Rise Up (Rise Up) Rise Up (Rise Up) Rise Up (Rise Up) How high can you get?
Compositores: Thomas B Morello (Tom Morello), Louis M Freeze (B-real), Senen Antonio Reyes (Sen Dog), Demerkk Shelton Ferm (de) ECAD: Obra #24490311 Fonograma #1898262