Rising - Supastition, Fresh Daily, Deacon The Villain

I shut it down the way that I’m supposed to do

Touch me nigga?

Your track record’s 0 for 2

And before you see Supa get smoked in the booth

You’ll see Dean Smith coming back to coach for Duke

We ain’t gotta brawl I can find a fan that’ll fight ya

That’ll follow me to the end like Christ disciples

Who in their right mind would put money behind you?

Now who’s worse?

You or that dummy that signed you?

Or that idiot investor that funded your vinyl

None of you lame ass niggas want it with my crew

I can scream in a rage like I do when I drive

If I decided to blackout, who would survive?

And don’t ask me dumb shit like, «Who gets live?»

It’s quite simple, Supastition, QN5

Tell haters

We can throw on two pair of Everlast gloves

Spar to the death till neither one of us have blood

«Rising»

To the top of the ink line

If you’re inclined to spit rhymes begin to climb

«Rising»

To the height of the summit, the sights, the wonders

The plight of the plummet is all part of it all

«Rising»

Won’t stoop to the low

Shoot for the stars or you’ll never know how useful you are

«Rising»

The sky is the limit

Get high as you can get it and keep climbing to rise