They hate us, and its hard to let it go
Cause I can feel the rage
Cause I can feel the rage
I'm about to raise, hell
I'm about to raise, hell
So they know
Not to cross me
I won't let it go
Set me free
Aya, Aya
Yoo, Yoo
Oou
Everybody screamin they the best rapper alive but how they goin explain it when
I knock em back down to earth and Tyler The Creator screamin its rainin men
I used to try to get dates back in high school to get a bite to eat
These hoes ain't wanna, now i step out in these Prada shoes
And your bitch bitin, put a muzzle on her
Bitches expect to be able to replace me til they leave and get with some guy
Needless to say they come runnin back and word to Fetty Wap
There's only one I
Funny how my phone wasn't ringin back when I was stressed and i ain't stunt wit money
Now its dm's from my exes, Alexa play what these bitches really want from me
I don't have no time to f*ck wit ya'll
I'ma chase this money til my knees ache
I am all about chasin bands but you can bring a nigga back some cheesecake
Still in a class of my own, a selfie's my class pic
I'm so my mothers son, you can tell me a Khaled never met
Cause he would know they'll never be a another one
No one will rap wit me, I'm doin free features
I ain't even gettin paid like, they scared to get on song wit me
I'll turn their website into a gravesite
You fake thugs wouldn't harm a knee with a leg up and graph of the vessel tone
I just said all of that shit just to set up this punch
I'm a G to the flesh and bone and
They hate us, and its hard to let it go
Cause I can feel the rage
Cause I can feel the rage
I'm about to raise, hell
I'm about to raise, hell
So they know
Not to cross me
I won't let it go
Set me free
Aya, Aya
Yoo, Yoo
Oou
No degrees on me, I dropped out of college
But my flow over 98 degrees though
Just picture Nick Lachey, while he sit in a sauna in gloves with a scalf and a pea coat
Fire emoji, you niggas too emo
I'll jack yo ass, me Wee Man and Steve-O
Now while your girl's at my house opportunity knocked at the door
I just checked the peep hole
Even when she wit your lame ass you still f*cked cause she miss it here
I throw on that Lakers jersey, give her this magic Johnson then I disappear
Funny you met her mother, her brother, the others
Her standards still haven't been met though
In her phone I'm daddy, got somethin in store for your bitch
Probably remind you of Petco
Used to watch Batman and Robin at 9 years old
Thrilled by what I had in common wit it
On Halloween I was Batman, but that was just cause I was robbin niggas
Then I'd be up all night Christmas Eve, writin rhymes right next to the stove wit cookies
On this mic I been a bad motherf*cker, no wonder Santa used to overlook me
I am a walking art exhibit, this notepad will serve as a photo brochure
Or a sculpture more so of course
I milk them for plenty, at breakfast that goes on the fork
Ya'll eatin these hoes before intercourse
Then fix your lips to draw some conclusion bout who I'm screwin
Tell em I am f*ckin awesome and
They hate us, and its hard to let it go
Cause I can feel the rage
Cause I can feel the rage
I'm about to raise, hell
I'm about to raise, hell
So they know
Not to cross me
I won't let it go
Set me free
Aya, Aya
Yoo, Yoo
Oou
I view a ton of ya'll the same way i view SpongeBob
Imagine tryna compare us wit bare knucks
I will f*ck a square up if we square up
Despite my L's I've been merciless
If I were to try and fail they goin bite their nails out of nervousness
When it comes to my psyche well, it's just likes and sales are furthest
Its about inviting hell, I'm just nice as L when I word the shit
They said its unlikely I'd last cause I'm too arrogant
And they might be right, I'd invite advice
But this new era don't strike me as the enlightening type
Let them tell you, you blackin out rappin bout foreign's
The jewels your crew got, your warrants and who you shoot at
Performance is what you lack, plus you bitches behind them bars
You ask me, I'ma say orange is the new black
You ask me if I'll ever patch things up with my uncle in the future
No, before I patch things up with Cliff, I'll go and load a bazooka Joe
It'll shoot and blow your house up cause if I go to door to brawl and knock
Your bitch ass goin panic, go grab your phone, hit the floor
And call the cops, I can hear the hair growin
Around these pair of horns, someone put me here to
Raise, hell
So they know
Not to cross me
I won't let it go
Set me free
Aya, Aya
Yoo, Yoo
Oou
Raise Hell (feat. Syne) Video (MV)
Performed By: Kassius the Great
Language: English
Length: 5:23
Written by: Kassius the Great, Keith Edmonds
Kassius the Great - Raise Hell (feat. Syne) Lyrics
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English
They hate us, and its hard to let it go
Cause I can feel the rage
Cause I can feel the rage
I'm about to raise, hell
I'm about to raise, hell
So they know
Not to cross me
I won't let it go
Set me free
Aya, Aya
Yoo, Yoo
Oou
Everybody screamin they the best rapper alive but how they goin explain it when
I knock em back down to earth and Tyler The Creator screamin its rainin men
I used to try to get dates back in high school to get a bite to eat
These hoes ain't wanna, now i step out in these Prada shoes
And your bitch bitin, put a muzzle on her
Bitches expect to be able to replace me til they leave and get with some guy
Needless to say they come runnin back and word to Fetty Wap
There's only one I
Funny how my phone wasn't ringin back when I was stressed and i ain't stunt wit money
Now its dm's from my exes, Alexa play what these bitches really want from me
I don't have no time to f*ck wit ya'll
I'ma chase this money til my knees ache
I am all about chasin bands but you can bring a nigga back some cheesecake
Still in a class of my own, a selfie's my class pic
I'm so my mothers son, you can tell me a Khaled never met
Cause he would know they'll never be a another one
No one will rap wit me, I'm doin free features
I ain't even gettin paid like, they scared to get on song wit me
I'll turn their website into a gravesite
You fake thugs wouldn't harm a knee with a leg up and graph of the vessel tone
I just said all of that shit just to set up this punch
I'm a G to the flesh and bone and
They hate us, and its hard to let it go
Cause I can feel the rage
Cause I can feel the rage
I'm about to raise, hell
I'm about to raise, hell
So they know
Not to cross me
I won't let it go
Set me free
Aya, Aya
Yoo, Yoo
Oou
No degrees on me, I dropped out of college
But my flow over 98 degrees though
Just picture Nick Lachey, while he sit in a sauna in gloves with a scalf and a pea coat
Fire emoji, you niggas too emo
I'll jack yo ass, me Wee Man and Steve-O
Now while your girl's at my house opportunity knocked at the door
I just checked the peep hole
Even when she wit your lame ass you still f*cked cause she miss it here
I throw on that Lakers jersey, give her this magic Johnson then I disappear
Funny you met her mother, her brother, the others
Her standards still haven't been met though
In her phone I'm daddy, got somethin in store for your bitch
Probably remind you of Petco
Used to watch Batman and Robin at 9 years old
Thrilled by what I had in common wit it
On Halloween I was Batman, but that was just cause I was robbin niggas
Then I'd be up all night Christmas Eve, writin rhymes right next to the stove wit cookies
On this mic I been a bad motherf*cker, no wonder Santa used to overlook me
I am a walking art exhibit, this notepad will serve as a photo brochure
Or a sculpture more so of course
I milk them for plenty, at breakfast that goes on the fork
Ya'll eatin these hoes before intercourse
Then fix your lips to draw some conclusion bout who I'm screwin
Tell em I am f*ckin awesome and
They hate us, and its hard to let it go
Cause I can feel the rage
Cause I can feel the rage
I'm about to raise, hell
I'm about to raise, hell
So they know
Not to cross me
I won't let it go
Set me free
Aya, Aya
Yoo, Yoo
Oou
I view a ton of ya'll the same way i view SpongeBob
Imagine tryna compare us wit bare knucks
I will f*ck a square up if we square up
Despite my L's I've been merciless
If I were to try and fail they goin bite their nails out of nervousness
When it comes to my psyche well, it's just likes and sales are furthest
Its about inviting hell, I'm just nice as L when I word the shit
They said its unlikely I'd last cause I'm too arrogant
And they might be right, I'd invite advice
But this new era don't strike me as the enlightening type
Let them tell you, you blackin out rappin bout foreign's
The jewels your crew got, your warrants and who you shoot at
Performance is what you lack, plus you bitches behind them bars
You ask me, I'ma say orange is the new black
You ask me if I'll ever patch things up with my uncle in the future
No, before I patch things up with Cliff, I'll go and load a bazooka Joe
It'll shoot and blow your house up cause if I go to door to brawl and knock
Your bitch ass goin panic, go grab your phone, hit the floor
And call the cops, I can hear the hair growin
Around these pair of horns, someone put me here to
Raise, hell
So they know
Not to cross me
I won't let it go
Set me free
Aya, Aya
Yoo, Yoo
Oou
Cause I can feel the rage
Cause I can feel the rage
I'm about to raise, hell
I'm about to raise, hell
So they know
Not to cross me
I won't let it go
Set me free
Aya, Aya
Yoo, Yoo
Oou
Everybody screamin they the best rapper alive but how they goin explain it when
I knock em back down to earth and Tyler The Creator screamin its rainin men
I used to try to get dates back in high school to get a bite to eat
These hoes ain't wanna, now i step out in these Prada shoes
And your bitch bitin, put a muzzle on her
Bitches expect to be able to replace me til they leave and get with some guy
Needless to say they come runnin back and word to Fetty Wap
There's only one I
Funny how my phone wasn't ringin back when I was stressed and i ain't stunt wit money
Now its dm's from my exes, Alexa play what these bitches really want from me
I don't have no time to f*ck wit ya'll
I'ma chase this money til my knees ache
I am all about chasin bands but you can bring a nigga back some cheesecake
Still in a class of my own, a selfie's my class pic
I'm so my mothers son, you can tell me a Khaled never met
Cause he would know they'll never be a another one
No one will rap wit me, I'm doin free features
I ain't even gettin paid like, they scared to get on song wit me
I'll turn their website into a gravesite
You fake thugs wouldn't harm a knee with a leg up and graph of the vessel tone
I just said all of that shit just to set up this punch
I'm a G to the flesh and bone and
They hate us, and its hard to let it go
Cause I can feel the rage
Cause I can feel the rage
I'm about to raise, hell
I'm about to raise, hell
So they know
Not to cross me
I won't let it go
Set me free
Aya, Aya
Yoo, Yoo
Oou
No degrees on me, I dropped out of college
But my flow over 98 degrees though
Just picture Nick Lachey, while he sit in a sauna in gloves with a scalf and a pea coat
Fire emoji, you niggas too emo
I'll jack yo ass, me Wee Man and Steve-O
Now while your girl's at my house opportunity knocked at the door
I just checked the peep hole
Even when she wit your lame ass you still f*cked cause she miss it here
I throw on that Lakers jersey, give her this magic Johnson then I disappear
Funny you met her mother, her brother, the others
Her standards still haven't been met though
In her phone I'm daddy, got somethin in store for your bitch
Probably remind you of Petco
Used to watch Batman and Robin at 9 years old
Thrilled by what I had in common wit it
On Halloween I was Batman, but that was just cause I was robbin niggas
Then I'd be up all night Christmas Eve, writin rhymes right next to the stove wit cookies
On this mic I been a bad motherf*cker, no wonder Santa used to overlook me
I am a walking art exhibit, this notepad will serve as a photo brochure
Or a sculpture more so of course
I milk them for plenty, at breakfast that goes on the fork
Ya'll eatin these hoes before intercourse
Then fix your lips to draw some conclusion bout who I'm screwin
Tell em I am f*ckin awesome and
They hate us, and its hard to let it go
Cause I can feel the rage
Cause I can feel the rage
I'm about to raise, hell
I'm about to raise, hell
So they know
Not to cross me
I won't let it go
Set me free
Aya, Aya
Yoo, Yoo
Oou
I view a ton of ya'll the same way i view SpongeBob
Imagine tryna compare us wit bare knucks
I will f*ck a square up if we square up
Despite my L's I've been merciless
If I were to try and fail they goin bite their nails out of nervousness
When it comes to my psyche well, it's just likes and sales are furthest
Its about inviting hell, I'm just nice as L when I word the shit
They said its unlikely I'd last cause I'm too arrogant
And they might be right, I'd invite advice
But this new era don't strike me as the enlightening type
Let them tell you, you blackin out rappin bout foreign's
The jewels your crew got, your warrants and who you shoot at
Performance is what you lack, plus you bitches behind them bars
You ask me, I'ma say orange is the new black
You ask me if I'll ever patch things up with my uncle in the future
No, before I patch things up with Cliff, I'll go and load a bazooka Joe
It'll shoot and blow your house up cause if I go to door to brawl and knock
Your bitch ass goin panic, go grab your phone, hit the floor
And call the cops, I can hear the hair growin
Around these pair of horns, someone put me here to
Raise, hell
So they know
Not to cross me
I won't let it go
Set me free
Aya, Aya
Yoo, Yoo
Oou
Writer: Kassius the Great, Keith Edmonds
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid