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Raise Up (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Straight out the poorhouse eating lobster for breakfast
Two new tour buses, cause my voice is infectious
Now the super models never call me a sexist
I got the new style that is leaving them breathless
I’m a born entertainer, coming straight out of Memphis
And if Elvis was alive, even he would admit this
I’m all over the world, using you as a witness
Test my drive, sweetie, cause my hunger’s relentless
Raise up, what you wanna do? What you wanna do? What you wanna do?
C’mon, c’mon
Raise up, what you wanna do? What you wanna do? What you wanna do?
What you gonna do?
Raise up, raise up
Everybody get together, take your hands and raise up
Raise up, raise up
Everybody get together don’t be afraid to raise up
To all the fans sittin up in the stands
We got some mad love
When we come to see you again
What
We’re comin down
And we’re bringing some friends
So get your ass up to the stage
And we can let the damn thing begin.
Cause I’m back again, and I came to wind and I came to move you
So strike up the band, and raise up your hands
I wanna feel it moving through you
Raise up, what you wanna do? What you wanna do? What you wanna do?
C’mon, c’mon
Raise up, what you wanna do? What you wanna do? What you wanna do?
What you gonna do?
Raise up, raise up
Everybody get together, take your hands and raise up
Raise up, raise up
Everybody get together don’t be afraid to raise up

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Raise Up (Letra)

Petey Pablo

Petey Pablo

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

[david nevermind] (petey pablo)
This is david nevermind
And today’s controversy is coming from yet another member
(aiyyo tell ‘em that we not gon’ be playin)
Or should i say members of the hip-hop community:
(i’ll blaze ‘em niggaz) petey pablo – a new artist signed under jive
(aiyyo go get my homeboys) and has teamed up with timbaland, outta v.a.
(we gonna blow this up) in a quest to redeem his title
And bring, north carolina, and virginia, to the front of the line
(yeah, we gon’ do it) we’re gonna stand by

[chorus 2x: petey pablo]
This one’s for north carolina! c’mon and raise up
Take your shirt off, twist it ‘round yo’ hand
Spin it like a helicopter
North carolina! c’mon and raise up
This one’s for you, uh-huh, this one’s for who?
Us, us, us; yes sir!

[petey pablo]
Who am i? petey pab’ motherfucker!
First to put it down for north carolina
But guess what (what?), it’s been worth it
I’ma superstar, bought me a big ol’ car
Four point six (see the car!)
Black wit the bars from the front to back
And got a button in the middle, make the trunk go "eh-eh"
But it ain’t ‘bout that
It’s about gettin whatchu gettin and drivin all back here
Big fellas (six fellas)
Half of me and carolina niggaz done time together
Polk, bladen, marshall, hoke, greene county, tillery, damn
Transfer, sandy ridge, browns over here (greens over here)
Pasqoutank, down on the, odom east (lemme think)
Johnson county, franklin, burgaw, newport, warren, shelby, kenansville
(man currituck) tarboro, triangle, goldsboro, halifax, statesville
And all my niggaz doin life behind the wall
This right here, right here, right here’s for

[chorus]

[petey pablo]
Uhh, uh-huh, uh-huh, beat it, beat it
You remember them days y’all, we used to play y’all
The radio and put our own lil’ part in the song y’all
We used to (rep our city, rep our city!)
Runnin through the school halls
Just before our basketball pep-rally jumped off
(hah!) my house, my home, my hood (hah!)
My brother, my sister, my cous’ (hah!)
My niggaz that was there from the beginin
Been wit me even ‘fore they knew what bein with me was
Y’all niggaz just glanced at it, now i gotcha starin at it
But it’s been the same ol’ north carolina it’s been bein
Y’all niggaz just gettin it, oh it’s a shame isn’t it?
Oh you thought we said we were comin wit a whole lotta somethin
We were bullshhh! (ahh!)

[chorus]

[petey pablo]
Man i had to do it
Just incase you were one of the ones who wanted to come and ask somethin stupid
(what you think you doin?) what it look like?
Puttin it down for my niggaz in the south side
North carolina, south carolina
And all my little bity overlooked hick towns
We gonna hit y’all asses, ain’t nothin but a t.t. blast
That we got comin atcha, (beat) slammin, (first) classic
(gold for this) what’s after platinum?
(baby you don’t want the bomb) and i don’t meant to scare ya
But i’m about to bring it home
Blow these valleys, these hills, these streams and n.c. outta the water
How’s it feel to look a motherfucker dead in the grill
And tell ‘em – "i told ya!"

[chorus]

[david nevermind]
Uhh, af-after seeing this
I-i have no other questions, i, i mean i
Hey look, this is david nevermind
I’m signing off, but before i’m outta here, remember
If i’m ever caught with anything i’m not supposed to have it’s nevermind
North carolina and v.a. are definitely at the front of the line
You have my vote of support, over and out

{*music until fade*}