MURS - Rise Up

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feat. Del the Funky Homosapian, Fashawn, Quest Love, Black Thought & Domino

[Street Fighter Original game soundtrack]

Rise up!
Rise up!
Rise up!
Rise up!
Rise up!

[Del the Funky Homosapian: ]
The going get tough, they ain't tough, you're going
Precipitate the motive of pain, the rain and omen
Put it on 'em, I'm on my moment when I own 'em
As things get easier, the tougher my tone is
While I increase my hit count, they sit on the couch
So when I fight the life then I knock the spit out their mouth
Jump and stomp 'em up against the wall
So hard they get thrown against the floor
It's all collateral damage, on the ladder up the genitor
I mop 'em up with both hands on 'em
As they lie about bygones be bygones
They should keep their eyes on the speed of the pythons
Up we battle, up evil they go now
Time revolves, I reach past the ozone
Look down at piles of skeletons, old bones
Old infrastructure reconstructed is home grown

Ain't no greater competition than myself
Ain't got time to trip off anybody else
Cross music is contradiction to your health
Bro, you might just catch a Slug like the other half of Felt
Self referencing, I come from a deficit
I made my mark in the game, I've been a legend ever since
I'm the nerd that nobody believed in
Took a jump of faith and I jumped off of the deep end
People sleeping, but I always kept my eyes up
Once you at the bottom, nothing else to do but rise up
I stood my ground, took faith, shut more challenges
Who thought that I was weaker than the days on the calendar
Year after year, all they saw me do was elevate
Fans fill me up with so much love that I could never hate
Started from the underground,
I'm fighting at the street level
Independent icon,
One of the elite rebels

[Fashawn: ]
I sing it from the bottom,
Dripping for my ambition, diligent my description
Did it without permission
Led by intuition like led my ammunition
Bread to be depicted, it's there being the victim
I don't play no pretend, or planning on making up friends
Can smell the hate in the wind, feel obligated to win
I'm well trained, you wasn't with me a day in the gym
Had to find love for all the anger within
Banging my fist against the kitchen table at night
Sometimes to black the gunshots despite the ???
For better, I'm taking advice
They gave me jewels and hope to illuminate my life
I rose out the ashes of pro
Had to practice in order to perform this talent that I collected
Obviously dedicated, and I'm definitely destined
Not under the impression, I'm under the oppression
I rise up!

[Black Thought:]
When I rise, abuse, never broken
I move with the short fuse, my ??? never open
I smoke and I cut ?? soken in blood of my determination
This is but a talking, my goal is been never broken
And I swear no warning, no global warming
When I'm strong
I hit hard as George Forman
It split circle, well my intention is to hurt you
I'm a better alert you, that's why prevention is a virtue
Be a body without tomb
When I'm out of fuel I'ma send you a sign of boom
Show you how to do, bring you into the house of pain
Put you out in flames when I'ma finish you out the game
Your crew will get the same
You're tryina send shame at my plans to make a name
I'ma put it on a weapon and put it in your brain
I'm Street Fighter!!