Wild Lyle - Raise It Up (Throw Ya Hands) Lyrics

Yeah
We got Wild Lyle in the building right now
Throw your hands in the air
Aw Hail me
Bringing it to you live
And Raise it up
They say Lyle don't blow your chance
You're worldwide with Woolley poser dance
My pen game is sick the way I flow with my hands
Got a million dollar style with only a couple of fans
They are more rabid than the Bay Area in the stands
Such an N.Y. giant, L.I. defiant
Had some of my blokes causing a riot
Still some of my folks, aren't ready to buy it
Try to eat, doing it big, ready to die yet
Feasting on so-called beasts with no lease
Ingesting emcees till I become obese
Need a crossing guard just to walk in the streets
Oh jeez, I'm laughing at this
I'm tired of you sleeping, where's the mattress
I don't care for the lames that wanna attack this
With every little letter the words seem more attractive
Throw your hands in the sky real high
Throw your hands in the sky real high
And raise it up
Throw your hands in the sky real high
Throw your hands in the sky real high
And raise it up
Throw your hands in the sky real high
Throw your hands in the sky real high
And raise it up
Throw your hands in the sky real high
Throw your hands in the sky real high
And raise it up
Another new track, I'm doing what I should be
They looking at me thinking what they could be
Word of mouth, yeah, you can say it twice
You don't have to hate, you can say I'm nice
Go kill yourself and rhyme in the afterlife
I am not stingy, I always pass the mic
This is hip-hop, I'm feeling so fresh
But no peace, let alone no rest
You don't have to talk about me
Jotted on the line, it's the sign of the times
You can Twitter him and start following
Those rappers sucking, fans keep swallowing
My model to destroy a lot of bottles
Has a good follow through with an alcoholic nozzle
Been drinking every day this past year
Staying sober, nah, so last year
Throw your hands in the sky real high
Throw your hands in the sky real high
And raise it up
Throw your hands in the sky real high
Throw your hands in the sky real high
And raise it up
Throw your hands in the sky real high
Throw your hands in the sky real high
And raise it up
Throw your hands in the sky real high
Throw your hands in the sky real high
And raise it up
Throw your hands in the sky real high
Throw your hands in the sky real high
And raise it up
Cause all they would offer me was Pabst beer
But my future flow should come with a cashier
That means you better bring the cash here
Gotta talk money, cause if money talk funny
They get a couple dummies to frolic with the honeys
Feeding rabbit food for hanging with the bunnies
Live at Djais, dude is so cunning
Everything I hit is a classic, stop bunting
I outrun the singles, can't even help that I'm flirting when I mingle
My tongue game is silly, young name Billy, versatile and so filthy
Grazing, even cows wanna milk me, amazing
Even now we ain't even
Even with like footage pounding the same cement
At your first listen, taking the wrong pretense
This song is hot, you pretending to be pissed
Throw your hands in the sky real high
Throw your hands in the sky real high
And raise it up
Throw your hands in the sky real high
Throw your hands in the sky real high
And raise it up
Throw your hands in the sky real high
Throw your hands in the sky real high
And raise it up
We ride for New York on this one