Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Strange Fruit Project
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A. Ligawa, K. Gaither, L. Griffin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Illmind
Producer
Lyrics
Represent the next movement, they got the revolution televised
All my people rise and recognize, we come from divine
With three eyes that beam sharp like lasers
We be the Genesis like Sega, supreme in the face of you haters
Take over this industry, spread love instead of trying to be the enemy
Y'all quick to kill but slow to build, can a brother live?
That's why we follow slime, travel through hollow minds
Penetrate the soul with a rhyme, things gotta change
But y'all ain't listening, the soul been
Travelling, y'all keep missing the train
The brain unraveling, stabbing you with a lyrical javelin
I ain't having it, understand my peoples ain't savages
It goes one for the money and two for the show
Three we 'bout to bring it in, four to let you know
(Rise) 'Cause we up here, you need to look up
L.B. and S.F.P., the world shook up
(Just rise) To the top, 'cause I can't wait
I can't wait, no I can't wait
(Just rise) To the top, 'cause no I can't wait
I won't fake it, I can't wait
Rise like the pot bubbling, rumbling through the state of N.C
Begging these wannabe rappers not to test me
A bunch of fancy wordplay don't impress me
I got a couple metaphors and some similes
I'm like the countdown to New Year's Eve
Most anticipated, **** wouldn't believe
That Poobie would take trips over the seas
Or I make one album, I'm working on three
Got the Strange Fruit project here working with me
Doing the Texas Two-Step, drinking a la Iced Teas
No ice in it please, them the right degrees
I'm the coolest motherfucker on the M-I-C
And when you invite me, no telling what it might be
'Cause when I rhyme I devour that shit, **** wanna rush me
And cats get touchy 'cause they know Tay mean every vowel of that shit
The A's and E's and I's, don't be surprised
If I owe you an apology after I said it
Rough with the lyrics but so gentile
With the flow most mics think I'm anti-Semitic
Y'all **** need to dead it, it's on, man crazy
If you think that next to us you will ever get shine
On BET, Uncut, or Total Request Live
I ain't gotta like yours, but you gon' respect mine
It goes one for the money and two for the show
Three we 'bout to bring it in, four to let you know
(Rise) 'Cause we up here, you need to look up
L.B. and S.F.P., the world shook up
(Just rise) To the top, 'cause I can't wait
I can't wait, no I can't wait
(Just rise) To the top, 'cause no I can't wait
I won't fake it, I can't wait
Ayo, look at what y'all made us do
Running away with it like 18-wheelers downhill without no brake shoes
You got a problem? I got one you can't equate to
L.B. plus S.F.P. on you on a tape, dude
Like it was evidence of statutory rape
There's no escape from the rise of the tide changing the landscape
The flame of man never burned brighter
Rise like the spirits of the deceased
I'm something like a ghostwriter
Stay on the rise like transitioning from sober to high
My worst flow's no colder than fire
These quotes float, overdose in my mind
And so I'm loaded in times when it is needed
Like water when you weeded
Or a little bit of space when your demeanor gets heated
Raise my head to the sky hoping my evils get defeated
From N.C. to the D and all points in between it
It's all on you to rise if we fall, get repeated
It goes one for the money and two for the show
Three we 'bout to bring it in, four to let you know
(Rise) 'Cause we up here, you need to look up
L.B. and S.F.P., the world shook up
(Just rise) To the top, 'cause I can't wait
I can't wait, no I can't wait
(Just rise) To the top, 'cause no I can't wait
I won't fake it, I can't wait
Ooh yes, hey sister, ayy sister
How you doing? Ooh, how you doing over there? Yes
Yes baby, Cali Kyle is here
The California welcoming committee, girls
I see all y'all looking lovely, come step to the back of the pad
Ooh, I know you see the view
Don't you love it?
You see the mountains over, look, look, look, no look deep
See the mountains over there, girl?
Okay, now look down to your left
No, your other left
Okay, okay, that's the ocean
Side by side, baby
That's how we do it in Cali
Toast it up
Written by: A. Ligawa, A. Ligawa, K. Gaither, L. Griffin, Kevin Gaither, L. Griffin Jr, Phonte Lyshod Coleman, THOMAS LOUIS III JONES

