You Can Rise (Cypher)

Think for a moment

you're laying on your deathbed, about to leave this world.

Disappointed in yourself, in your legacy, do you want that feeling?

Or would you do anything to take this very moment back,

no matter how terrible the pain, and make it worth your time here?

 

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So, are you a quitter or a fighter?

Are you ready to lead, or you need a guider

The world may be dark, but can you be a lighter?

You gotten so far, but can you get higher

 

When its clean my rhymes are still packing a curse in a magical burst when I snap on a verse

It's a tragical murder of a beat hastily worked because right now to rap is to irk

packaging words but I happened to slur so I slow it down, to start grabbing ya thirst

And attention when I mention the tension needed for me to tone it down, my rap is a blur

Yeah scratch the tape while I slap the face of enemies across our lunch table and smash the plate

Don't sit back and agitate or back up straight and simply procrastinate

Only get one shot to fascinate other people if you miss it or fail to rip it it could be lethal

And peaceful solution isn't what I'm looking for, neither is a conclusion that's legal

 

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So say screw the motto of tomorrow, that's hollow because you can only live once

Only get one day to make it and go places, better persist at your targets or you'll hit none

In my time here I'll spit tons of rhymes and lines to blur listeners minds with their crisp puns

You'll lose me for a second time, I spit it once, and leave myself out for the critics guns

Zone in a minute, got a mission in place, focus on your goal like a cheetah ripping its prey

Life can be harsh with a sickening fate, so brace for the hell by just simply spitting it straight

I don't mean lyrics to raise your spirit, I meant the anger and venom in place

Yeah that's right, use it and fuse it at your motivation so your exhibition is great

From UCLA to Michigan State, tons of people grinding just for a ribbon of praise

Gripping on tight onto the right path, not looking back into a terrible prism of traits

Before you kick the bucket and say fuck it and be destructed don't let em imprison your fray

Because it would be hell to reconstruct it your rage is erupting and busting

out by skipping the pace

Run by your instincts when your in sync with the rhythm while you're kicking back and spitting

On a mission for distribution winning submissions with this wild life that I'm living

I say I'm the illest to ever kill it, that's a warning so pull a Trump get a wall and built it

Because I'm coming in like a tsunami, don't think you got me,

I'm a terror with rhymes when I spill it

 

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