Lyrics:
Bliss Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music Publishing)/ ASCAP
It Is You
As we lift up our hands
Will you meet us
exploited.
Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm
And hand-held flame-throwers.
The poor and underprivileged are raped and tormented
By leaders who
and my pappy
Live life happy and I'm still nappy
Nigga, legal money, no feds tryna trap me
If you ever been broke put your hands up
You been broke put
your hands up
You been broke put your hands up, put your hands up
You ever been broke put your hands up
You been broke put your hands up, put 'em up
to go (nowhere to go)
Now throw your hands up
Hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes
Everybody, fuck that
Still nowhere to go (nowhere to go)
Still
)
Real niggas, stand up (stand up)
Real niggas, stand up
Put your hands up in the air if you never fold
Death before dishonor, yeah, we sticking
'til my hands hurt
(Hands hurt)
Foreign door, push got the trap spot
(Trap spot)
Couple nights shovin' hard by my damn self
(Damn self)
By my damn self,
you possess ain't over me
Agile, move with authority, I'm quite sure
Not cursed wit a disease, don't need a cure
Hands up for the time being my God
electricity just for Your city
Yeah!
I feel His energy charging me like a battery
Every time my hands go up, up, up, up
Every time my hands go up
I feel His
step
Step by step
Step by step
Hold my hand 'til the end
Stay with me now
'cause ups and downs
Won't scare me away
The road may be long
But
a life's like
Sounds from the mic, right
Every creed and color with their 116 tats
More humble rapper-tees all with
Their hands up
Understand before Grammys
the book
No I don't do it by the
Couple fuckin' years ago I stepped up on the scene
Notebook full of lyrics and a pocket full of dreams
I make this shit
up
[Yoshamine]
You and I goin' do that damn thing, make it bang
You went out to the room in the back
Bring me in a Henney
Everybody put your hands up if
You don't want to go to work tomorrow
Everybody put your hands up
Put your hands up
Hands up
Everybody put your hands
, let it blink, nigga, I don't think (oh)
Your hood Titanic, we gon' make that shit sink (straight up)
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been
Intro]
im up by 6am 1Rail
Up by 6am Fleak Type
up by 6am
we be on the grind yeah i be
im up by 6am pay the money
up by 6am yeah
up by 6am unhhh
on Patron, run grab by your phone
To the rhythm
Put them up! Hands up!
Put them up! Hands up!
Hands up! Put them up!
Hands up! Put them up!
Put them
run grab by your phone
Get on Patron, run grab by your phone
To the rhythm
Put them up! Hands up!
Put them up! Hands up!
Hands up! Put them up!
Hands
a new creation
Covered by the blood wrapped in salvation
This right here make me wanna dance
Do a two step and lift up my hands
This right here is another
to go (nowhere to go)
Now throw your hands up
Hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes
Everybody, fuck that
Still nowhere to go (nowhere to go)
Still
Stand up
We shall not be moved
Except by a child with no socks and shoes
If you've got more to give than you've got to prove
Put your hands up
my hand and keep me close
I'll never let you go
No not tonight
Keep me by your side
Keep me by your side
Keep me by your
Side, by, by your
my hand and keep me close
I'll never let you go
No not tonight
Keep me by your side
Keep me by your side
Keep me by your
Side, by, by your
my hand and keep me close
I'll never let you go
No, not tonight
Keep me by your side
Keep me by your side
Keep me by your side
By by your side,
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