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hech - rise lyrics

intro

hook
i started rhyming for the ladies and my n-ggas
and now the boy is grown
i’m heading for the papers
they’re messing up the game
but i got my fragrance
they say the game is dead
oboy i do not careless

verse one
who’s hot
who’s cold
i’m here to be great
i’m here to be heard
i’m here to change thoughts
like christ did saul
stop the hate talks
hip hop is love
a culture with deep roots
built on love
the white dove giving life like air to the nose
light to the lost
if you believe let me see you node
if you don’t turn up the volume and listen close
old and young
all are watered with love
nurtured and cultured
i’m never leaving her kitchen
season after season
critics criticising
false prophets telling lies for the profits
they say hip hop is dead
they are all liars
who’s the carpenter that drove the nails through her coffin
she’s still uplifting souls like the church choir

prehook
they’re messing up the game but i got my fragrance
rise rise rise rise rise rise rise
they say the game is dead
oboy i do not careless
rise rise rise rise rise

hook
rise rise son
it’s time to rhyme son
rise rise son
it’s time to rhyme son
and if they don’t feel you
you got to rhyme more
and if they don’t feel you
you got to rhyme more

verse two
who’s the audience
your thoughts are dim to me you need to get more radiant
i’m the rising light i know you see the radiance
and i ain’t even ready yet
i’m up in the cloud
don’t move with the crowd
fly like a private jet
looking at my notes i ask my self
are my scrolls meant for my shelf or to impact knowledge
then the voice came
your duty is to motivate
pick up a pen and paper
do the righting
do more writing
see son stick to the script
i’ve seen some serious rap scenes
deep flows most of them intriguing
dark times are yet to come hold your torchlight closely
surely the road will get dusty and lonely
be the man stand tall
cos every man can fall

prehook
i started rhyming for the ladies and my n-ggas
rise rise rise rise rise rise rise
and now the boy is grown
i’m heading for the papers
rise rise rise rise rise rise rise

hook
rise rise son
it’s time to rhyme son
rise rise son
it’s time to rhyme son
and if they don’t feel you
you got to rhyme more
and if they don’t feel you
you got to rhyme more

verse three
who are the referees
the noise from your voices
has been messing up my choices
i hope you feeling me
i’m heading for my goals
i’ve picked my spot
the dead ball most roll
ain’t no stopping me
i’m on the rise
no yeast no dough
like a small pill my music drug
give you a different thrill
that different feel
they yet to find my pill
or define my sk!ll
for real i’m iller
other rappers dope
i stand to differ
since hiphop is a school of thought my cl-ss is higher
i do not need the riffer
keep the rhymes rolling like a drummer
keep the twists coming like a drama
they say the game is crowded
the aim is to squeeze in
the sky is big enough for all stars to fit in
from now on if you don’t hear none of these rhymes with no reason then i guess i’m the reason
am i mad
nah i’m just sad
they wanna make good music extinct
i wanna educate
i wanna be great
heck! i wanna be the greatest

hook
rise rise son
it’s time to rhyme son
rise rise son
it’s time to rhyme son
and if they don’t feel you
you got to rhyme more
and if they don’t feel you
you got to rhyme more

outro
who are the referees
the noise from your voices
has been messing up my choices
i hope you feeling me
i’m heading for my goals
i’ve picked my spot
the dead ball most roll
ain’t no stopping me
i’m on the rise
no yeast no dough
like a small pill my music drug
give you a different thrill
that different feel
they yet to find my pill
or define my sk!ll

- hech lyrics

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