touch me Back with more strength and new energy And this time, it's for real Finally, I've realized how you make me feel All this is breaking me So
with you. Answer with a backstab that is what you do. Thinking of breaking this to pieces. It's really time for a longer recess. All this is breaking me
Translation: Raised Fist. Breaking Me Up.
could call me that Insane? You're on the right track But turn the sounds up so I can stay amped Do another crew and break camp The only way I sleep is
need me, babe You're not alone, no, no When life's got you down and you can't make a sound 'Cause despair has stolen your song But raise up your fist
the booth Definitely back up in this bitch, You swing? All hell breaks loose Now this would be the part of the song Where they drop the needle on and hell breaks
for the fighting Cold with the flows, they both quite exciting And let me take space up, heat your face up I'm goin' all out, before the raise up I
Born with insight and a raised fist A witness to the slit wrist, that's with As we move into '92 Still in a room without a view You got to know, you
four ninjas inside your parameter Perimeter, flame burst out all sides like Gamora My poisonous is released, gas from the canister Raise the black fist
case of show and tell or rather show and prove Of made up gang moves and foolish fairy tales Said by sissies to snatch the record sales So when you see me
truth in every lyric I spit forth Raise up time to lift off Written on a lega pad, poetry that sizzle the clip board My og, my homey who taught me deal
jaw Break, fool on these bitches while I'm breakin' the law You come up in my room, look bitch, you takin' it off, follow me I slip 'em, slide 'em,
