Put Your Hands All The Way Up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

On top of the morning

Underneath the sunlight

We come at the morning

Been doing it all the night

You say it's your lifetime

Ain't nothing but an hour

We got to bid them

And we say

Woah~~

And we say

Woah~~

And we say

Woah~~

And we say

Woah~~

Increasingly, Insanity

Became the beat what we believe

And even though we're under fold

There ain't a soul without control

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Papa was a dishwasher

The peer pressure got on me selling Cocaina

One brick, Two brick, Three brick, Four

I could have been the one that boys came for

But now all we did is encores on tours

Brooklyn, Sweden to Istanbul

Life's a carnival, Use my music

Or I sellout to blow and I pray for my rivals

Refugee from Haiti

Flatboys to New Jersey

Then I got with fugees

And now I'm with Avicii

Raised in them tenements

Speak for those less fortunate

Then I ran for president

Hands up if you with me

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Hands up far from the sick body

Said I won't let you see past twenty-one's up

Said I'll be going 'cause I came from the same slum

Don't leave where I came from

She probably wondering how

Is this your turn

Stands me now, And move the crowd

Mama ain't raise no fools

'My mines a diamond

I'm from the city of jewels

Refugee from Haiti

Flatboys to New Jersey

Then I got with fugees

And now I'm with Avicii

Raised in them tenements

Speak for those less fortunate

Then I ran for president

Hands up if you with me

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up

Put your hands all the way up

All the way up