| 'Cause still I rise, ayy
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| Cooldown the rod
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| Cast all my cares to wayside
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| Won’t waste time
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| Won’t waste time
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| Make a world hard, some are war side
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| It’s a war call for the future to come
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| Now bring it back like
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| Ooh, ooh
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| This young David, I’m war ready, to soar heavy
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| I forced every opponent to change course
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| And I’m more steady, pour every ounce of my spirit in it
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| I sense it, I feel it, I killed it like I’m off a six-pack a
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| Liquid courage, I know that you’re caught scary
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| I been in the crunch time, explored every option
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| Implored every resource, adopted a doctrine
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| That’s true to my conquest
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| God must have known the platform that I’ve garned
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| Garnished my words like a farm of manure
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| And it’s crops for the harvest, might yield us the target
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| You sow, you reap
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| The more you keep, the less you gain
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| Before I meet the reaper
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| Pray the words I speak become coveted
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| It’s a covenant for change
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| Sort of like when MLK wanted to waste the case
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| I make her pay homage, she leaves before me
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| 'Cause still I rise, ayy
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| Cooldown the rod
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| Cast all my cares to wayside
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| Won’t waste time
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| Won’t waste time
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| Make a world hard, some are war side
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| It’s a war call for the future to come
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| Now bring it back like
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| Ooh, ooh
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| Let’s get it started for the dearly departed
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| No art for niggas just makin' money out of the oven
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| 'Cause in they lovin', they be like the president on the face
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| Put a lawyer on mace and then he beat the case
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| Ain’t no love for the rats with their ace with the base
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| My joker’s a wild card, if we beat the A’s
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| Everyone picks it when they parlay Creole
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| In other words, I was raised with that creole
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| Like New Orleans voodoo, Suga this is creole
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| Let me see your palm, nigga, 'cause I can read 'em
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| They ate off in this hand and he’s going for kill
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| I’m protected by what I can’t see but can feel
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| And I’m holdin' my breath underwater like Seal did
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| We come from the fields
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| Ooh, bad bunny, unconscious
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| This is what happened when we set off the rocket launchers
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| When Melly Mel was sayin', Chaka Khan let me rock this
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| I was in the projects, doin' the gymnastics
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| On the pissy mattress, yeah, the big red man
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| Eddie Cain with five heartbeats and a range
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| Hashtag this I wish that
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| Cousin never got caught with a brick, yeah
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| Hit 'em with the law part, but they missed, yeah
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| Y’all but they lookin' like kids
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| But y’all got you lookin' like Godzilla feet
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| Check the feature, son of a preacher
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| Last supper boy I be sittin' with Peter
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| Mary Magdalena told me there’s an informer
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| You will see the sign when he kissed by Judah
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| What was gonna pull up with the horse and shooters
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| Peter gonna pull it so they cut the soldier
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| 'Cause still I rise, ayy (I raise)
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| Cooldown the rod
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| Cast all my cares to wayside
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| Won’t waste time
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| Won’t waste time (Wate time)
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| Make a world hard, some are war side
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| It’s a war call for the future to come
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| Now bring it back like
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| Ooh, ooh |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hieroglyphics , by - Wyclef Jean. Song from the album Wyclef Goes Back To School Vol. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп