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Rise High
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Pick me up, I’ve fallin’ again

Comin’ back around like a record spins

So take the needle off me cuz’ I’m not for play

I came along way to make the hate decay

Never miss a beat and there’s no delay

With the message I convey it’s the real I say,

That it’s so easy to fall apart

It won’t change with the wealth if you’re lost form the start.

The equation’s lovin’ plus the hatin’,

Good minus evil so the sum’s what we’re facin’

So I rise high with elevation

Trying to deny any negative vibration



Marc:



I wish the rain would reverse its flow and go back to the world where it came from

Follow close keep my head down low, I keep my head down low

For there’s a falls pourin’ down on us all and there must be a source up above

See to me there’s a lake flowin’ over, with the waters of love



Rise, rise high

It’s just so easy to let it all fall by the wayside 2x

Gotta get up, gotta get up.

Come on’

Gotta get up, gotta get up

Keep rappin’ x 2



Remain humble in the concrete jungle

Gotta rise high, or watch it all crumble

Diggin’ for facts, I’m puttin’ meaning in tracks

For people with backpacks chillin’ with dub sacks

He who acts a fool, might not be the fool

See the golden rule is tarnished like an old forgotten jewel

It needs polishing, I wallow in the now

I question the what, why, when, where and how

No white towel cuz’ given up is too foul

Life’s similar to the Dow- it’s up and down.

Smiles fade into a frown, but that’s in any part of town

Gotta check how ya livin’ or you’ll drown.

Some live for others seein’ people as their brothers

While the suckers curse their mothers leavin’ others under white covers.

See, some are livin’ righteous sayin’ screw the midas touch,

Some think they own the world using platinum as their only crutch.

The microphone, amplifies my dome, so you can hear my thoughts inside your home.

So don’t change your style to be sold on isle 2,

Cuz’ when your time’s up, no one will care about you.

You’ll wish you hadn’t tried to be something that you’re not.

You’ll lose all you got cuz’ you tried to make it hot.

You’ll drop from the top like the rock of Gibraltar.

Fall off the ladder of success, no one caught ya…



Rise, rise high

It’s just so easy to let it all fall by the wayside 2x

Gotta get up, gotta get up.

Come on’

Gotta get up, gotta get up

Keep rappin’ x 2










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