paroles de chanson Elevator - Zakir feat. Loooch
We
the
new,
we
the
new
The
new
kids
on
the
block,
you
others
just
food
Kill,
then
fill
my
skinny
belly
with
hydration
Like
Gatorade
jellies
so
I
May
elevate
my
ill
game
Take
me
to
a
new
shade
of
the
color
red
I
flame
From
the
light
of
your
lit
match
I
take
pieces
from
you,
you,
and
you
Like
Space
Jam,
I
snatch
Something
bigger,
the
better,
the
bigger,
the
better
More
than
you've
seen
ever
I'm
Triple
O,
he's
straight
Z
the
letter
I'm
a
propeller
and
Z
the
wheel
Steering
to
the
top
where
we
will
Be
a
god
on
Olympus
building
up
pressure
til
we
blow
Like
lava,
these
rhymes
I
spit
are
about
to
flow
Give
us
the
light,
give
us
the
mic
Give
us
the
stage
and
we
K.O.
this
fight
Our
destination
is
The
Garden
Reservations
are
hardened
in
stone
I
can't
tell
if
you
really
truly
can
hear
the
excitement
in
my
tone
But
I
am,
but
I
am
excited
to
hit
the
finish
line
I've
been
doing
the
Usain
running
man
Me
and
Z,
we
be,
one-two,
while
you're
3
I'm
heading
to
the
top
like
I'm
in
an
elevator
Opening
the
door
but
I'm
closing
off
the
haters
And
I
won't
stop
til
I'm
at
the
top
Won't
stop
til
I'm
at
the
top
Movin'
floor
to
floor
to
try
and
make
it
in
an
elevator
Up,
Up,
Up
Elevator
Take
a
look
at
me
See
through
all
the
hate,
cause
I
believe
I'm
rising
to
the
top,
if
you're
ready
or
not
Success
is
in
the
stars
...
Wait
a
minute
...
Dreams
are
made
from
the
fans
that
began
it
So
imma
grab
it,
to
have
it,
don't
stop
it,
I'm
topping
the
top
of
the
world,
writing
names
just
to
autograph
it
Seems
fame's
a
road
You
don't
know
where
to
steer
Oh
no
Reach
for
the
goals
Something
far,
not
for
something
near
Cause
I
won't
stop
at
all
I'm
heading
to
the
top
like
I'm
in
an
elevator
Opening
the
door
but
I'm
closing
off
the
haters
And
I
won't
stop
til
I'm
at
the
top
Won't
stop
til
I'm
at
the
top
Movin'
floor
to
floor
to
try
and
make
it
in
an
elevator
Up,
Up,
Up
Yeah
When
we
getting
to
the
top,
I
don't
know
Who's
gonna
be
there,
me
and
you
bro?
Let's
get
it
Been
accustomed
to
royalty
now
my
fing
crown
itches
Pant
swag,
crotch
grab,
respect
Bow
down,
bes
Modern
day
Americans
are
looking
for
quick
fixes
To
use
drugs,
not
desire
to
raise
them
up
Stay
strong,
move
along
Rarely
fing
up
Cause
I
got
a
tight
grip
in
ethics
in
lesson
I
don't
teach
for
fear
that
each
and
one
of
you
bes
won't
apply
it
the
right
way
So
I
continue
to
play
my
own
tune
Go
about
it,
blowing
up
a
big
round
balloon
Used
as
an
elevator,
I'm
a
star
chaser
The
harder
I
rap,
the
larger
it
inflates
Creating
space
between
me
and
the
ground
Heights
where
quiet
is
a
sound
Standing
at
the
edge
and
all
I
can
think
about
is
Jumping,
I'm
Jordan,
I'm
soaring,
I'm
already
flying,
you
boardin'
Up,
up,
the
stars
I
must
touch
Cause
reaching
the
clouds
just
ain't
enough
Young
Loooch
I'm
heading
to
the
top
like
I'm
in
an
elevator
Opening
the
door
but
I'm
closing
off
the
haters
And
I
won't
stop
til
I'm
at
the
top
Won't
stop
til
I'm
at
the
top
Movin'
floor
to
floor
to
try
and
make
it
in
an
elevator
Up,
Up,
Up
I'd
dream
of
the
year
I'd
see
my
name
up
in
lights
We
won't
stop
at
all,
at
all,
at
all
I'm
heading
to
the
top
like
I'm
in
an
elevator
Opening
the
door
but
I'm
closing
off
the
haters
And
I
won't
stop
til
I'm
at
the
top
Won't
stop
til
I'm
at
the
top
Movin'
floor
to
floor
to
try
and
make
it
in
an
elevator
Up,
Up,
Up
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