your name He's calling out your name Lift up your face, lift up your face Salvation is calling, salvation is calling Lift up your face, lift up your face
rap and it ain't no time to play. Twenty-four hours a day, that's seven straight! My killers be rallied up, the scrilla - they tally up. Like Bally's -
miss ten percent of negative bucks Put some Henny up in your cup your problems will start to drown But soon as your buzz leaves then problems come back around damn Keep your head up
I never come lame, type killin' in the game, music Raised by game where niggas ain't fazed by fame Come to the crib, get banged, they take your chain Stay in your
the street with your - Box in your hand and you bringing the music of the - Wu-Tang Clan And you hear Ironman on your - radio rapping Your feet start
right over there Tha rubberband in question just one step away Yesterday was a day away attention you should pay today To tha Roots stickin boot kickin with flippa I lift tha party up
fucked You traded in your blues for boom, tap shoes I do shows and change all opposing views I get down, I go up as I blow up cause I got this O.M.B.
s your man It don't work in the hood you could fool your fans Few bullets in your jeans soon to ruin your plans Then I show up at the wake and boo-hoo
in Bah! knuckle hammers to the chin Be down with me and I'll be down back Put my dick in your mouth You gonna hear your neck snap (Crack) In fact, hoe
em in BAAH! knuckle hammers to the chin Be down with me and I'll be down back Put my dick in your mouth You gonna hear your neck snap (Crack) In fact
couldn't go no further without the Jack of Hearts Well, the next day was hangin' day And the sky was overcast and black Big Jim lay covered up, killed
But they couldn't go no further without the Jack of Hearts The next day was hangin' day, the sky was overcast and black Big Jim lay covered up, killed
and dream you I can't believe how hard it's been to Conjure up your face and trace your body in the air All the seconds go on forever But the thirds and
at my wrists I roll up a philly, roll up a philly Head to the town and watch Third Ward Billy Knock a nigga out while pouring up a drank Got my mind
But they couldn't go no further without the Jack of Hearts The next day was hangin' day the sky was overcast and black Big Jim lay covered up killed
