Rise and Fall

[Intro: Aasim]
S'go with it
We bound to take you on a journey
Once again, through them Southside slums
And them Harlem hoods
Where you might find Wize Gutta
And you might find the boy, Kai
Aasim, knamean?
South Queens, Harlem World
This for the hood, LV, Sean C

[Verse 1: Aasim]
Born with a crown in the thorns, sidewalks on in my Timbs
Carry more chrome than my rims, palms from my dome equal gems
Separate foes from my friends, sell a addict pure coke for his veins
Livin' in a George Bush world, nigga branded with a Arabic name
Aasim my blood pump alcohol when I sweat, smell the fumes
Get you drunk second hand and my words rеach the mad six o'clock news
Product, I got it, I had it, I chopped it, I movеd it over to another borough
Niggas lookin' at my facial features, pointin' like the God Aas' isn't thorough
Everything's a rap this year, dressed in all black this year
Monkey off my back this year, sippin' on cognac this year
Fuck a contract this year, I'ma make a pact this year
Matter fact, fuck a plaque, will my rap make a impact this year?
I swear to my young daughter, restore the game 'cause it's out of order
Order niggas wooden boxes, puttin' popsicles, fickle fuckers die
By my manslaughter, force a nigga down to the nitty gritty, New York City
Still on the grizzly, everybody with me, get it poppin' right now if you feel me

[Chorus: Aasim]
We just, drinkin', smokin', all day
Thinkin' 'bout, gettin' rich, it'll come, one day
We broke, we poor, we rise, we fall
We scream, "Fuck this world," we been through it all
We just, drinkin', smokin', all day
Thinkin' 'bout, gettin' rich, it'll come, one day
We broke, we poor, we rise, we fall
We scream, "Fuck this world," we been through it all

[Verse 2: Kai]
This one for my clique, I'm still on my shit
What I gotta do? Gay bash dudes? Y'all still on my dick
Better with a Glock? Doubt that, I know a lot about that
Plus I'm nice with a knife, like I was I raised up in the outback
Not Crocodile Dundee, you feelin' wild bungee—
Jump, get the pump, get slumped, now the feder-als want me
'Cause I gone foul, set it off so it's on now
Wanna scrap, nigga, like a pair of black chukkas, you'll get worn out
Don't bring yo' girl 'round, you slip, I'll bend ya chick
Treat her like a safe house and the cops comin', I will run up in her quick
Get her back broke and her mind right, 'cause my raps soak up the limelight
Have her goin' back through her mind like, "Was he that dope in hindsight?"
Wanna try again then call me, dial 646-235
7826, you chicks better show groupie love
I'm a rebel, not a thug, wonder how could a nigga be that real
Big Kai, Wize G, Aasim, that deal

[Chorus: Aasim]
We just, drinkin', smokin', all day
Thinkin' 'bout, gettin' rich, it'll come, one day
We broke, we poor, we rise, we fall
We scream, "Fuck this world," we been through it all
We just, drinkin', smokin', all day
Thinkin' 'bout, gettin' rich, it'll come, one day
We broke, we poor, we rise, we fall
We scream, "Fuck this world," we been through it all

[Verse 3: Wize G]
How the fuck you wanna see me laid? You don't wanna be the one that spray
You just wanna be the one to say, "Yip, yip, yap," every day
Bump gums that's when the K, click, click, clappin' ya way
Okay, that was a stray, instead of you, took ya boo away
Fuck tomorrow, we do today, burn weed, you do the yay
Drink Hen', you do the 'Ze, that shit soft anyway
That hit soft anyway, toss 'em my way, off and he gay
Let a lil' extortion persuade, we all can be paid, all feelin' paid
He the type to let a nigga ride, I'm the type to wet a nigga ride
Gasoline and let a nigga ride, toss it in his face, set a nigga fire
That's a grimy nigga in his prime, Wize G get it 'cause he grind
Plus he keep a nigga in his line, plus he keep his niggas in a line
Plus he keep his figures on his mind, not a nigga business on his mind
Less his business interfere with mine, you can get a pass, lil' nigga shine
My time, my shine, you mine, and I'm
One of the best, of the "S", I suggest you sign

[Chorus: Aasim]
We just, drinkin', smokin', all day
Thinkin' 'bout, gettin' rich, it'll come, one day
We broke, we poor, we rise, we fall
We scream, "Fuck this world," we been through it all
We just, drinkin', smokin', all day
Thinkin' 'bout, gettin' rich, it'll come, one day
We broke, we poor, we rise, we fall
We scream, "Fuck this world," we been through it all

[Outro: DJ Self]
Wize G, what up, boy?
Let's go!
Shouts to the whole Southside Jamaica, Queens!
Shouts to the whole New York!
Brooklyn, what up?