Raise Up the Levels

Chorus (The Grouch):

Raise Up The Levels cause stakes is high

You don't know when till you make a try

If you ain't pushin' then say goodbye

Cause you could die today [x2]

Today, tomorrow [x4]

Give thanks, give praise [x4]

Verse One [Luckyiam.PSC]:

I give thanks CMA think tank

What's the long face for like Lloyd Banks

We rank top notch

We hunger for more

We're finally in stores

Finally off tour

Long enough to cut an album

Bored with the bullshit

Blessed I don't lose sight of how we could lose this

In a blink of an eye

Life is too short to be living that lie

So here's my confession like I'm bout to, I'm bout to...[screaming]

Try is all I ever did and when

Even when I took a lost I was inchin' in

They could never hold us back I was with my friends

I mean it's all automatic once we grip the pencil

Insult intelligent

Kinfolk irrelevance

Get dissed

Get with the standard of elegance

We raise the bar high above and we hold weight

While they hold on the nuts and stay so fake

Chorus

Verse Two [Brother Ali]:

Yeah I can arrange that

Give thanks that I ain't bang your brain back

Against your skull doctor cause I can change that

Last few years touring on the same track

Plus did the country with Lucky's stank ass (ha!)

Fire In The Eyes is what I opitamize

Got ride or die in the pit of my soul

And then I'm spiteful but I get it right though

And then you want to criticize bitch give me my doe!

I crawl out of my hole with a lot of my folks

If the whole rap business disintegrated

Keep your eyes on the Rhymesayers guys

And the L's cause we family orintinitated

And I gained your respect and it's not from a chain on my neck

But my chain of events

I offer my joy and my pain and the lens

And remain independent the same as the Legends

Stayed authentic to the same old essence

Learned from the past and obeyed all the lessons

Mastered the craft that came as a blessing

I do not kiss ass for nobody no exceptions

Chorus

Verse Three (The Grouch):

I give thanks for every minute on this planet

I live the length of life, provided I manage

To write my own script

Clone this god damn it

I'm gon dis

I wasn't shown shit but love

Now bring it back to when I was just a scrub

Sleeping on hardwood floors without a rug

Living that Thug Life without being a thug

Waking up hungry, yet guided from above

Despite smug comments I'm on it

My shit stayed honest I promise

I'll never fall the fuck off I want it

I'm gonna get it

That's as good as done did it

Go on hit it

It won't fall

You can't fuck with it at all

You can't go and get it from the mall

I lit it up, smoked it, now pass it around

As long as I live I live passionate now

Chorus