Story Behind The Song

Lyricists explain in their own words from different perspectives how energy builds up until it reaches and eruption.

Song Description

Pure energy built up until it explodes

Lyrics

Intro
It?s about to go down
Let?s go, o, o, o, o

Verse: Tur-Bo
Prepare for the boom when you see the fumes
no escape from the quakes when they shake the room 1
you?re a fool to assume I?ll be savin? you only choice you can make
Is await your doom tell me whatcha gone do?
You miss ya chance and wetcha pants
How will you last as your ass gets smoked
Like an ounce of grass when you feel the blast
Best hit the deck what the hell you expect
Not up to the test suggest, you admit
That you have nothing left when you facing against
T-U- R-B hope you know that it ends with an O/
And you should know that you have no hope 6
Goin? toe to toe, have you choke
From the pressure you better Call a reverend
There no tellin? what?ll happen when It?s 857
Corruption gets intricate, deliberate disruption
in the form of mass destruction continuing?
will be imminent for ignorant citizens
with reasons that?s believed to be upsurd
and ridiculous causin? sensory overload
By an overgrown stimulus, which elicits a spark that
embarks upon a journey and hurries along a road,
till it grows, and blows open more holes causin? leaks
leavin weeks until it peaks and then heats before explodes

Chorus
Raise up, raise up, get them thangs up
Raise up, raise up, raise up, raise up
Raise up, raise up, get them thangs up
Raise up, raise up, raise up, raise up

Verse: YKC
There?s a war goin on outside, nobody?s safe from
Everybody duck I drop bombs full a napalm
Just like aikman, you can?t escape from
These lethal lyrics the second I create em
It?s like I taste em and spit em out
Put your fingers in the air, get em out
All you hatas in the room, gonna clear em out
And all you chicks up in here, uma wear em out
Here to let y?all know what we about
We grimy like the dirty south
Gotta go and spit it like I don?t care
I see ya shake it over here, over there
I?m on your tapes, cds, and TVs
Even on your hottest track on your MP3
I?m Y.K.C., y?all can?t see me
On my way to spring break on MTV
Hold up a sec, I gotta catch my breath, before what?s next
I?m about to go get what you get in four checks
And that?s for one performance/
Here I go one gain, I don?t spit the same ?ol
On any track I can nonchalantly switch and change flows
It?s so easy, and yo you know there ain?t no
Way you?re gonna live when I erupt like a volcano

Chorus:
Raise up, raise up, get them thangs up
Raise up, raise up, raise up, raise up
Raise up, raise up, get them thangs up
Raise up, raise up, raise up, raise up

Verse: The 23rd Stallion
Got weapons in the form of words, in seconds take a storm of verbs
Blowin links offa fences with a sentence suggestions not needed
Don?t mention the heathens or haters wont be seein you later
Left bleedin people believing you were eatin by gators
Don?t question the paper, crush obstacles
Melt your crew like popsicles, outcomes impossible I?m unstoppable
Through the debris is the 2 to the 3 who can it be get use to me
You?ll lose to me abusing thee if you chose to be an antagonist
Come after this your bound to bounce like a mattress
Like a profound amount of sandwiches down for the count like bastard kids, I?m found than I?m out like packages
savages turn the hostages
With socks stuffed in they esophagus a crop of kids
Stand the rage you can blame the flames insane game get ripped through the frame
Never be the same forget where you came Rupture a structure
And puncture a hole in your mold unfold than implode