roam the blocks, And love to fire shots. You innocent for sure before they planted rocks. To babies having babies, Teensa?? is going crazy. Tryin to raise
cocaine and the sinkin? That accompanies a man who?s falling down And pretty soon the fightin? and the whoring every night And pills and losing left his spirit
from her sight her heart had found its final rest She gently gazed with eyes so bright into my spirit's nest to tell me no one lost the fight though
true Will not succumb to doubts that I hold onto Release the fear of my pain In so much pain give me the will to fight Every obstacle that I have inside
your grief? What about the fight... that graced your life? Water, fire, wind and soil My soul came to be reborn As the lightning thrashes black skies The spirit
was raised Sometimes I dwell on the dues I've been forced to pay Sometimes I think about the bullshit I took I wish I used the chance to fight when I
toward the light and I ain't walking or nothing I ain't like the shit, well hell, I guess ain't use for me to try to fight The shit what the business
and say Things will be fine anyway This I understand How it feels to be a man I know how.......... it can be so Smile And the soul raises the sun and the spirits
fiends by they first name Living in Queens, a lot of cats getting stuck for they chains Holding dirty guns, the young owe dirty ones Running wild, niggaz I raise
drinking 'til none of our livers are left! We're wending our way down to the spirit store, We'll drink 'til we just can't drink anymore! Raise your glasses
sky This nightmare is everywhere, my eyes open wide Crash on through troubled waters, oceans collide We stand alone until the end, we fight side by side
's worth saying Do you still walk the streets at night? With the wanderlust you fight Back to the corner Where we went our separate ways So raise a
farewell Kingdom of Heaven to Hell Spirit holy, life eternal Raise me up, take me home Pilgrim sunrise, pagan sunset Onward journey begun Spirit holy, life eternal Raise
raised by gunshots and low life in hip-hop Do you rock or do you get locked in fights with glocks? We come from psycho cities and blocks Will spirits
raised on rock and roll Oh, and that music filled my soul Oh, oh, I was raised on rock and roll Oh, and that music filled my soul Oh, oh, I was raised
At dusk they will raise their swords To honour the fallen ones They will drink around the fire In the forest of immortality When heroes fall Their fight
In Valhalla's great hall Like so many before me I'll die with honor and pride The right of the warrior Forever to fight by your side Send a sign, raise
property Nobody can stop me, nobody can stop me Opt to be a lover and a fighter for truth And the cops give me a hard time, raise the roof 190 proof,