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Make Noise Lyrics - Artist : Rhymefest
[Raheem DeVaughn:]
Two pieces in my pocket How I'm supposed to make noise? All praise due to my mama Had to raise up these boys But I feel like today that the world is mine Like all praises due, it's just a matter of time Yeah, yeah! [Rhymefest:] How you raise a household with your mouth closed? All this negativity let the child grow Everything somebody say don't take it personal We all spiritual people don't go to church no more Tarik, it's time to hit 'em with another purpose We've been quiet long enough I got some other urges Plus my grand he's nervous, he believe in curses We roll deep: 50 Caddies and a couple hearses The music was was on, I knew he was gone The best house he ever had was a funeral home I don't wanna be here without you, I can't do it alone Hope you're proud of what I do with this song Slinging packs when I knew it was wrong, screwing girls with a woman at home Having babies trying to prove I was strong But real power is your willpower Insecure niggas never get to feel power Got your life in a pickle when the deal's sour Now I'm reaching out to Christ in the Still Hour Lord help me, more healthy, more wealthy More first class flights, less selfies Less chaos, more fine wine for the payoff More champagne for the playoffs They will never, turn Che off manifesting my matrix Make Noise: the first song on the playlist [Raheem DeVaughn:] Two pieces in my pocket How I'm supposed to make noise? (Somebody tell me!) All praise due to my mama (All praise due to my mama - she) Had to raise up these boys (It ain't easy!) But I feel like today that the world is mine (yeah!) Like all praises due, it's just a matter of time Yeah, yeah! So I'mma make noise! [Black Thought:] Yo, I'm from where threats get stabilized and neutralized And where the dream was crucified and putrefied Where living legends seem smaller to the naked eye Even the heroes die but never say goodbye Where kids that play outside may never make it home And gunfire is more steady than a metronome And they're immune to it all, it's all they've ever known The homeboys ain't sure, if there's a heaven for 'em The truth told get you caught up in a lukehole A few stones get you brought up in a group home Brick and mortar and gates, for these mortal mistakes Only award I know is how we are wards of the state So absorbed in the hate we can't afford to relate More civil disorder, another moral debate No such thing as a long time for you to wait You get the shit and they gave Tom Sawyer the Cape Laws that's loyal to fakes selling snake oil to shape Felons pray for an escape, hell as they boil and bake Relish the soil and make due-or, prayers to a Higher energy that's out there so here's to ya Thanks for the memories, injury, dead Kennedys, enemies Food, clothing, and shelter: the Holy Trinity Power: that's the remedy, how are we gonna take this? Make noise: the first song on the playlist [Raheem DeVaughn:] Two pieces in my pocket (It's all we ever had) How I'm supposed to make noise? (Oh!) All praise due to my mama (All praise due to my mama - she) Had to raise up these boys (It ain't easy!) But I feel like today that the world is mine (yeah!) Like all praises due, it's just a matter of time Yeah, yeah! So I'mma make noise! |
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