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We Rise to the Top 1 by Paul

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We Rise to the Top 1 by Paul - Hip Hop,Mixed Vocals music cover art

We Rise to the Top 1

Hip Hop,Mixed Vocals

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Lyrics
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[Intro — Chant / Ad‑lib]
Rise up! (Rise up!)
Rise up! (We rise!)
[Verse 1: Emmyblizz]
From blocklights to boardrooms, I learned to move in the dark,
Quarter bills, subway stops, a busted strap and a stubborn spark.
I kept a receipt for hope — rent due, dreams overdue,
Late calls with cold pizza, writing offers out of blue.
Corner store mornings, neon halo on my name,
Pavement taught persistence; every stumble sharpened aim.
I flipped late-night freestyles into appointment times,
Turned coffee stains to signatures, cadence into climbs.
No lucky break — just late nights and ledger lines,
Emmyblizz rising, trading small fights for skyline signs.
[Chorus: Shola]
We rise — we won't fall
Through the storm, through it all
Hearts on fire, standing tall
(Rise up!)
[Bridge — Turning Image]
I watched my reflection in cracked glass, then bought a new mirror,
Burned the map that held me back and learned the stars got nearer.
One voicemail changed the skyline — green light on the wall,
From a taped-up bedroom mic to balconies that call.
[Chorus: Shola]
We rise — we won't fall
Through the storm, through it all
Hearts on fire, standing tall
(Rise up! We rise!)
[Verse 2: Hard Money]
Hard money on my mind — ledger thick, receipts stacked right,
Signed my name on dotted lines that used to hide from light.
I turned bounced checks into bank runs, late nights into flight,
Closed doors into corridors, stamped my proof in sight.
Got plaques in the foyer, credits rolling on the post,
Friends on paylists, old doubts turned into my toast.
Scars in the leather jacket, stitches sewn by hustle nights,
Contract crumbs on kitchen tables, now executive invites.
Cashed a scar for a passport, traded hustle for a brand,
Wrote my wins in boldface, put my city in my hands.
Every notch on my belt is a story with a name,
Hard Money finishing the climb — we changed the game.
[Outro — Short Tag / Chorus Tag: Shola & Ad‑lib]
We rise — we won't fall
Rise up, rise up, rise up — we rise!
(We rise!)