Lyrics:
opens, footsteps, we hear the music more clearly, louder now)
Knox: Good evening Mr. President. Sorry to disturb you, sir.
Roosevelt: That’s quite
to shoulder, side by side
The weight wasn't the world on our shoulders
It sure wasn't to get a degree
Was getting the girl you'd get over
And that boss fight we
Franklin Delano
Roosevelt confronted when he
Took office in 1933 the
Great Depression that had
Begun with the stock market crash of 1929 was
Now at it's
a mess of bull frog
He said: Yeah yeah, love them fried frog legs
Well they slipped on their rubber boots
That is, cept for Ira Lee
Now Roosevelt
a young brother (hear me)
Til then I'ma smoke motherf***ers
Things wouldn't be so bad
if we got the things that we never had, I'm ready for whatever
a young brother (hear me)
Til then I'ma smoke motherfuckers
Things wouldn't be so bad
If we got the things that we never had, I'm ready for whatever
on their rubber boots
And walked down to the water edge
And right away they knew that the night would be a bummer
Cause Ira Lee stepped on a water
Intro
HL8
Traphouse Mob
Sykes, Sykes
Ay
Brigades
Look
Verse 1
Ruth just called
And told me they raided the bando lookin' for me (For me?)
Got
originally, it made them all look like jerks,
And to boot, it was a lotta work
Now looking back, we can safely say, their efforts had a pay day,
Group
right,
Runnin' in the night tryna beam up satellite
Shot a kite to that homie feelin' lonely out here
It seems done into things dreams, and nightmares
you push us, it's a bloodbath (Me and Ruger)
(Four shit, no ho shit)
That life forever, ever
(Roosevelt Street Project is the project I bang
were sad roses
Now we bad
We were bad roses
Now we red
Syke yeah i
Never said that i
Could keep going on with this
But i guess roses meant to die
Lies
Signed away by a broken majesty
Celebrations just last one toast
As we watch with clenched fists
The Rise of Roosevelt Roads
RISE
The Rise of Roosevelt
here day by day
All I want to say
All I want to say
All I want to say
All I mean
As I think I know what's wrong with me now
Hey
Bubblegum on my boots
Sykes, Sykes you know, you know nastylgia yo
Feds blew off my door for
A mad ting, sad ting, talk about tem supply
(Ah) have you ever sat down in
here day by day
All I want to say
All I've got to say
All I want to say
All I've got
As I think I know what's wrong with me
Bubblegum on my boots today
Ha ha ha ha, there's a new sheriff in town, by the name of Raw, Cowboy Raw, and he's here
to make you move your boots, from side to side, let's go
I
and T rowed
(Big Syke)
We commence to smash, get the cash, that's all we wanted
Wid desire expired cause every hood is haunted
By killas and jackers, tryna
the city itself was stress depression
High boots and urban beats that wasn't my direction
Producers filtering join in with R&B
A million rappers, some
thing holding on to me
There is no revolution
Without boots and song
Her foot falls like a banner day
And I will sing along
Like she was
shit down like a motherfuckin' vet
I'm a real nigga doin' real things, and that you can bet...
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Big Syke]
They say reach in
won't crucify the things you do
I won't cry for you see, when you're gone
I'll still be Bloody Mare
Lcve do you smell that?
It's poison : m YAAAAAH!
We
Roosevelt is a mighty fine man, darlin'
Roosevelt is a mighty fine man, darlin'
Roosevelt is a mighty fine man
Gonna be the president all by land,
Adversity and distress is on the way to paradise
Enticed by expensive things you can't have patience,
It'll be there waitin',
Take nothing for granted
[Syke
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