Paroles:
Pressure Drop Raise Up

You gotta move on Raise yourself up now You gotta stand strong Raise your head up high You must respect yourself Raise you spirit high You gotta move

up, although I'm hopeless, I think my mind's gone All I can do is get my grind on, death around the corner Chorus I was raised in the city, shitty

up These niggaz sound trash, straight foulin the game up Need to change up (change up) sound so trash When I see 'em feel like breakin they frame up

say that most of my days Were spent inside a bottle and a toast will be raised Until conspiracy theories say they know I'm okay I'll drop seven more albums

's a cold world, I'm not fronting like it isn't It's no time for coming up shorter than a midget Y'all know I'ma raise the bar though like Bridget See

last in class First to leave, when the teacher called on me Best believe I had somethin up my sleeve [Eminem] I've been praised and labelled as crazed My mother was unable to raise

up you know what I'm sayin' Crime Syndicate shit though niggaz know us Know what I'm saying my peeps put me on For real ... shit's fucked up yo

The [unverified] is pickup all the lyrics on the dance floor To raise your spirit level 'cause it demands more Attitude is cool degrees below zero Up

ain't wind up to be dumber nigga, only to be different So all the shit that you think we are, the shit that we isn't When you raised up, where I come