Redrama

Redrama - Rise lyrics

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Verse 1

Blaming the man,

blaming the gods

nobody understands, you blaming the stars

blaming yourself, hating yourself

record exec blaming the sales,

fat man blaming the scale are you aiming to bail,

or aiming to rise ?

waiting to crawl away from it all or aiming to fly?

wanna draw in sand, or paint in the sky? girl is your

ass a six and a half, eight or a nine? then say it's a

ten, then say it again I make music to feel free and

for paying the rent I was blaming the rules, blaming

the flu blaming my school then blaming the booze,

probably blaming you too now your neighbors are blaming

you for banging the beat I can't blame them really it's

invading the streets caught for bank robbery, blame the

damned lottery I take the blame for a lot of things but

not modesty

Chorus

I got to rise up,

I got to, you got to, we got to

get up, out, over yourself and get busy

get up, out, over yourself and get busy

Verse 2

"Man I'd have a lot of loot if they didn't download"

"and I need some auto-tune cus my record sound broke"

"got a lot of obsticles, hard to get around though..."

nothing is impossible, up for the next round so say it

if you hate it but save it if you brownose play it or

throw it away man but I'm proud though hate's a

powerful thing, it brings you down bro hard to get

ahead when moon-walking in sourdough I had it all well

planned was king of the hill but it all fail bad was

drinking my meals and missing a mil deal was tripping

on pills feel like smacking the mailman for bringing

the bills was blaming the rain and blaming the cold

blaming the snow, blaming the yay, and blaming the yo

it aint pretty but can't blame the city my eyes' on

tomorrow I'm trying to stay witty

Chorus

I got to rise up

I got to, you got to, we got to

get up, out, over yourself and get busy

get up, out, over yourself and get busy

Bridge

When it all seems impossible

let them know

what you gone do then rise or fall?

let them know

through the storm and the rain like aint a thing

let them know

against all odds I came to win, yeah, I came to win

Chorus

I got to rise up

I got to, you got to, we got to

get up, out, over yourself and get busy

get up, out, over yourself and get busy

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