Rise Up

Rise Up - Cypress Hill/Tom Morello

Lyrics by：Tom Morello/Louis Freese/Senen Reyes/Demerick Ferm

Composed by：Tom Morello/Louis Freese/Senen Reyes/Demerick Ferm

Not since the watts riot of 1965 has the city

Seemed so out of control Los Angeles is still on the edge

Living in the big city the American dream

Is far roaming in the streets of greed

Everywhere I turn I'm on a mission for more

But I ain't selling my soul

With the d**e there's no girl

I'm on a one way box to the top

Hitting the strip but got a sound that would rally the block

I'm in the fast lane and I won't stop

You ain't nothing but talk

You couldn't hang on the rope by ball

This life that I live it ain't for the weak

I'm a roddy a*s gangster that came off the street

I'm trying to keep the peace but I gotta keep my peace

Got these drunk police want me all rappy

And I'm searching for the higher ground

I want my head in the sky

So high that I can't come down

Leave your lies in every town across the nation

'Cause you can never stop to play

Gotta rise up to the top to the top

Can't stop how high can you get

Gotta rise up to the top to the top

Can't stop how high can you get

'Cause what goes up must come down

So we gotta rise up to the higher ground

Rise up rise up

Rise up rise up

Rise up rise up

How high can you get

Cruising in the drop Chevy

Got my foot on the floor

I'm hitting switches and my brain is heavy

You wanna look inside and see who's crossing the brine

Curiosity is killing you with stick in the prime

I get high from the brim in the set

Never gripping the script

But all you haters couldn't hold my dick

Don't need a clip for my nine is straight

You should leave it alone

And check your toe 'cause my line will spit

This right here's as high as it gets

No s**t

Somebody likes the split the hell

That the well

'Cause you stepped on the sex

But guess who will show you you gotta pass the check

Got my clock on deck and my custom vest streets

You came for me I'm the best

And you can keep the dress

'Cause I'm smoke at the less

Turn a 'cause step back I'm tired of getting pushed

Gotta rise up to the top to the top

Can't stop how high can you get

Gotta rise up to the top to the top

Can't stop how high can you get

'Cause what goes up must come down

So we gotta rise up to the higher ground

Rise up rise up

Rise up rise up

Rise up rise up

How high can you get

I go psycho psycho crazy Michael Myers

I set the stage on fire go higher

'Cause when my name's on the flyer

There's so much more to make the whole city rise

This defines a man to get the whole world lifted

One man trying to make a land with a mission

There's no way you can stand in this position

You can't take the heat get the f**k up out the kitchen

Born with the will to hustle see we hittin' the floor

You'll never stop it you ain't got the muscle

We're on the world tour homeboy this is for sure

We got a tour blow the stage up we out the door

Sometimes we all need an escape so when we fall off track

You get your mind while we make a stack

I made a pack with a crew on the hill

We continue to build with all the people who believe their bill

We gotta rise up to the top to the top

Can't stop how high can you get

Gotta rise up to the top to the top

Can't stop how high can you get

'Cause what goes up must come down

So we gotta rise up to the higher ground

Rise up rise up

Rise up rise up

Rise up rise up

How high can you get