गीत :
Fact Rise

, I believe so deeply Closing my eyes, memory is formed Is my memory real? Is my memory made by someone else? Am I exploited by an invisible me I will rise

me, Virgin Mary Go ahead make my day, dirty Harry Weezy, fuck the world, pop ya cherry Everybody pushing, but I don't fall back And everybody looking, but blind to the fact

't takin' me hostage I've been patiently watchin' this game, pacin' these hallways You had faith in me always Proof you knew I'd come out of this slump, rise

a lick, girl? I wanna get a taste of your pudd'n Must be Jell-O, 'cause pudd'n don't jiggle like that Yeah ain't that a fact, pull out your spoon And

down Leave MC Hammer alone, turn it off Right Guns don't kill people, rappers do Ask any politician and he'll tell you it's true It's a fact, music

above the haters Nigga had it bad 'Cause I never had more than plenty cash Thinkin' that the rainy days was over Livin' in the past livin' ghetto fab Never lookin' back But the fact

get 'em off. Finished niggaz wanna hear silence, makin' me riot, fucka stayed messed and fry-ed. Thought it was over, nigga never the silence. I'm on the rise

Oh what can I do What can I do To make it better, yeah, yeah I thank the Lord for every morning he allows me to rise And though the sun is shining there

doing a song with T-Pain Or even Akon or any big names Spit it like Jeezy, Kanye or Lil' Wayne And I'm a fan of 'em all But the fact still remains