Raise the Roof

Testin', one, two
Testin', one, two

The house is now on fire
Spread the words, y'all, everybody get somebody, we don't want anybody left with nobody
'Cause you know what time it is
It's time to get busy
And when it's time to get busy
You know what you gotta do
You got to...

Raise the roof because it's all on fire
Not done by the sun or electrical wire
Not done by sons striking matches with daughters
But done by scratches so save that water

This jam is packed so I just figure
All we need is the house to get bigger
So startin' with the roof down to the base
We're at your service to burn the place, come on!

Hey, come on!
Yeah, come on, raise the roof, hey!
Hey
Hey, that's right
Raise the roof
Come on

With the spot as hot as it can get
And the roof's on fire, you're soakin' wet
The puzzle on your face shows as you sweat
But your body keeps movin' with no regrets

Chandeliers shake, swing from front to back
Left to right all night, and the lights don't crack
Your mind's on the time, hopin' it don't end
'Cause it's time to get stupid, here we go again, come on

Hey, come on!
Yeah, yes, come on, raise the roof, hey!
Come on, come on
Raise the roof, y'all

Yes, come on
Stare at the strope, pull your earlobe
For the sights and sounds clear across the globe
This jam might hit or miss the charts
But the style gets wild as state of the art

Dazzling in science, bold in nerve
But givin' my house what it deserves
Served on the floor 'cause I get payed
Make the fans that left wish they had stayed

Realize, my friend, ain't this a trip
As your body gets railed when you do the flip
And your mind gets rocked when we're on a roll
Then the freak of the week makes you lose control

A Swatch for a watch, so you'll know the time
Your crowd gets loud and you clock my rhyme
The Messiah's on fire and I'm living proof
I'll quench your desire and raise your roof

Hey
Come on, raise the roof
Hey
Come on
Hey
Raise the roof, come on
Come on-come on-come on-come on...
Come on

In school I'm cool throughout the week
When the weekend comes, I'm down with the Greeks
Frat brothers known across the seven seas
Fly ladies of the '80s, sororities

Zetas, Deltas, the AKA's
Women that keep me in a daze
The A-PHI-A Sigma boys on the move
With the Kappas and the Ques and of course the groove

And for real it's the deal and the actual fact
Takes a nation of millions to hold me back
Rejected and accepted as a communist
Claimin' fame to my name as a terrorist

Makin' money in corners that you'll never see
Dodgin' judges and the lawyers and the third degree
Nothin' wrong with a song to make the strong survive
Realize, gave me five 'cause I kept 'em alive

Mislead what you read about my devilish deeds
Misled what I said so you're better off dead
Make 'em hear it and see it for the deaf and blind
And command it and we'll plan it for incapable minds

Take for granted and demand it from the wave of my hand
Make the jealous understand it, and just say damn
When they see me ask a question, "How the hell can it be?"
When they watch me pull a serpent straight from out of the sea

Turn the winter into summer, then from hot to cold
Expand my power on the hour, make you all behold
From the slammer swing a hammer like the mighty Thor
God of thunder, you'll go under, then you'll all applaud

And fathom that distance, the mad must reap
Meet Namor, Sea Lord, Prince of the deep
Here for you to fear at any cost
Tellin' you to get busy or you better get lost

Livin' lives civilized from the lessons I taught
City buried underground just because I went off
My friends, enemies, better be my friend
Is the question people guessin', "Is this the end?"?

End of the world, are you guessin' yes?
Just say it, don't delay it, get it off your chest
Houses of crack, I've seen too much
I go ready, aim, fire, then I'll blow 'em up



Credits
Writer(s): Eric T. Sadler, James Henry Boxley Iii, Carlton Douglas Ridenhour
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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