(Get your voices, generation) So raise your glasses, raise your glasses Everyone around the nation Raise your glasses, raise your glasses Standin' proud 'cause we're the champions Raise your glasses, raise your glasses
& if we tried, we couldn't get much higher, now Everyone around the world, raise your glasses, raise your glasses Standing pround cause we're the champions, raise your glasses, raise your glasses
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fire & if we tried, we couldn't get much higher, now Everyone around the world, raise your glasses, raise your glasses Standing pround cause we're the champions, raise your glasses, raise your glasses
blink of an eye So bat ya eyelashes, and keep winking and blowin' kisses 'Cause your flirting with death, I'm destroying your livelihood I ain't just hurting your
know I love ya babe) But u know I gotta go, keep your number on speed dial Man I'm in a daze Verse 2: JBAR Baby let me be your president yo Obama
, 4, 3, 2, Murder 1 lyric at your door Tical bring it to that ass raw, breakin' all the rules like glass jaws Nigga, you got to get mine to get yours
you muthaf-ckers this art imitate my life you WorldStarHipHop fame based off imitation white eliminate the fools ghouling imitation ice my music for your soul, inspiration for your
Raise your glass for the people with trash bag blinds(Eminem: Raise it!) You like to judge, but I find that you don't ask why (Eminem: Oh no uhuh) Kiss
Chorus {2x} [killah priest] Yeah, yeah Got to lay down the law, you know? Masada the beloved Killah priest, macabee worldwide Yeah, pour the wine and raise your glass
with your aunty and uncle in Bel Air" I begged and pleaded with her the other day But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way She gave me a kiss
re movin' with your auntie and uncle in BelAir I begged and pleaded with her day after day But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way She give me a kiss
with you Must be your body, baby Ooh, It must be your walk Must be your body, baby [Incomprehensible] Must be your body, baby Ooh, it must be your lips Must be your
I'll make the toast, you raise the glass Just a few words to kick the world in the ass Round and round the town The same old story is told Better lock up your
summer when we crossed paths The DJ was spinning 'til the last dance I showed you a kiss like they do in France You treated me like coach when I raised the glass