Lyrics

Return of the Mack, get up! What it is, what it does, what it is, what it isn't. Looking for a better way to get up out of bed Instead of getting on the Internet and checking a new hit me. Get up! Fresh out, pimp strut walking, little bit of humble, little bit of cautious Somewhere between like Rocky and Cosby. Sweater game, nope, nope y'all can't copy Yup. Bad, moon walking, this here is our party, my posse's been on Broadway, And we did it our way. Grown music, I shed my skin and put my bones into everything I record to it And yet I'm on... Let that stage light go and shine on down, Got that Bob Barker suit game and plinko in my style. Money, stay on my craft and stick around for those pounds, But I do that to pass the torch and put on for my town Can we go back, this is the moment Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us Like the ceiling can't hold us Can we go back, this is the moment Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us Like the ceiling can't hold us Nah, can I kick it? Thank you. Yeah I'm so damn grateful. I grew up, really wanted gold fronts But that's what you get when Wu-Tang raised you Y'all can't stop me, go hard like I got an 808 in my heart beat And I'm eating at the beat like you give a little speed to a great white shark on shark week Raw. Tell me go up. Gone! Deuces goodbye. I got a world to see, and my girl she wanna see Rome, Caesar'll make you a believer. Nah I never ever did it for a throne. That validation comes from giving it back to the people. Nah sing this song and it goes like "Raise those hands, this is our party We came here to live life like nobody was watching" I got my city right behind me If I fall, they got me. Learn from that failure gain humility and then we keep marching ourselves Can we go back, this is the moment Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us Like the ceiling can't hold us Can we go back, this is the moment Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us Like the ceiling can't hold us Trust me. On my I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T shit hustler, Chasing dreams since I was fourteen with the four track bussing Halfway cross that city with the backpack, fat cat, crush shit. Labels out here, Now they can't tell me nothing We give that to the people, Spread it across the country Labels out here, Now they can't tell me nothing We give it to the people, Spread it across the country Can we go back, this is the moment Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us Like the ceiling can't hold us Can we go back, this is the moment Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us Like the ceiling can't hold us Na na na na na na na na Hey And all my people say Na na na na na na na na Hey And all my people say Na na na na na na na na Looking for a better way to get up out of bed Instead of getting on the Internet and checking a new hit me. Get up! Na na na na na na na na Mack-le-le-le-le-le-more... Can we go back, this is the moment Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us Like the ceiling can't hold us Can we go back, this is the moment Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us Like the ceiling can't hold us Can we go back, this is the moment Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us Like the ceiling can't hold us
Writer(s): Ryan Lewis, Ben Haggerty, Raymond Dalton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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