Rising

[Intro]

I feel high

I feel really high

[Verse 1]

Feel like I'm in the sky with Roger Troutman

Looked down and saw the hate and a lot of doubting

But I've got a mouth that really do flow like a water fountain

Raising hell, but they can tell through me is Allah shouting

Dying to rip it, crying "I am the sickest"

Rhyming explicit, high-end, b-b-buying the ticket, see?

This is me, dismissing this, hiss if he disagree

Mr. T, spit the free so quick and give his chick a D

Okay, I'm back, having everlasting life

When you're rapping right, let me in, I ain't asking nice

Bashing mics, ripping it even if I'm half in height

It'll be smashing wives, get her open like Aston pipes

Alarmingly, God, I'm really horny and hot, on

But I'm warning the Dada

That he really don't want no carne asada

Ya beets on bread, soft, your flow been long dead

Hell I'm giving 'em is burning his arm, leg, leg, arm, head

Sheesh - It's a motherfucking release

My nigga Reef sent it from KCMO them Harry Fraud beats

I can barely be calmed, yet

Not to never beyond Tech

Hip Hop's a popularity contest

Very odd, they evil, and rarely God

But when I hit 'em up in a cherry Dodge

Metamorphosis, scary broads

Merry fairies carry bras, I'm gonna bury y'all

Necessary job by Nina and Harry Fraud