Uplift (Album Version|Explicit) - Rakim
Written by:William Griffin/Victor Padilla/Ron Lawrence
Levantore
Yeah it's just ghetto
Kid test the devil to hit the next level
Wish they was a rebel with cerebral metal
Inflex the bezzle with the peddle to the metal
In a thug's paradise where love have a price
So we love for life like thugs love the night
They sell *** for ice for the Benz with bug lights
Some hug mics to the world hung like parasites
The likes lethal the mics lead you
A sneak preview watch what we do
And what the hood teach you
I still see through the eye of a needle
So I can watch people
'Cause slug backwards is evil
Levantore
Yo what's this
Yo bust this
Yo it's time to up lift
They think all we do is bust clips and puff splifs
And plush whips and clutch chips and touch chicks
Flont rocks like Fort Knox and hog blocks
Taunt cops with more props and we want not
Panhandling with your mans and them
Scrambling gambling plans to win
While the cops clock 'em thieves flock 'em
Women watch 'em traders wanna top 'em
Ay yo what's the problem
Before the narcs knock 'em
Opposite playas plot to rob 'em
The ghetto got 'em
My man said it's rough at the bottom
Levantore
Ghetto alert let's do
Whatever work to get rid of the curse
We went from 1st to America's worst
On this competitive turf
Now let's inherit the earth
There's more prize for one another
And call shots
12:00 'til the next ball drop
All year around plus they shuffle non stop
You think it's rough at the bottom
It's even rougher on top
My peeps gonna have to reach and turn for me
And everybody's side of the street'll be celly
Ain't nothing funny
Burn plenty and burn money
And earn money and watch the century turn 20
Levantore
We all should from the woods
To the big city and the small hood
Everybody should be welcome
To the ball if we all could
But we fall 'cause we brawl
Yo it ain't all good
We need to play right
Stay tight with ya air alight