Cheers

Cheers up
Got the glass
In my hand
Oh yea
Cheers up
Cuz the past
Behind me man
Oh yea
Harlem shaking
Round the issues
That I knowwwww
Of
Clap your hands
For a youngin
Ima goooo
Up

Toast me up
Don't depend on luck
You made me blush
Aw shucks
Aye
What a hell of a year
What a hell of a month
What a hell of a week
What a damn day
I got that motion potion
It make you feel strange
I need all your devotion
It's time for a change
I got the wealth
I got the stealth
My spirit high
Good mental health
I believe I can fly
Like DBZ
So maybe I could fly
By 2023
I seek tranquility
But people lack ability
My heart to God
Cuz He's the one
Who heals my misery

Cheers up
Got the glass
In my hand
Oh yea
Cheers up
Cuz the past
Behind me man
Oh yea
Harlem shaking
Round the issues
That I knowwwww
Of
Clap your hands
For a youngin
Ima goooo
Up

Party on the east side
Vinyl on B side
Throwing up the peace signs
This where I reside
Pussy niggas decline
Coward niggas resign
Cut a nigga air supply
Give me a reason
I don't care bout these made up laws
They're playing by
They remodel it
To benefit their worthless life
I go
I sow
I'm cold
Like snow
So ice below
I'll make you fold
Cracker try me up
I'll let you know
That this time
I ain't playing fair
Satan is the prince of air
Jesus' eyes are everywhere
The pain of the wise
Is hidden in disguise
I know that is something
That you cannot bear

Cheers up
Got the glass
In my hand
Oh yea
Cheers up
Cuz the past
Behind me man
Oh yea
Harlem shaking
Round the issues
That I knowwwww
Of
Clap your hands
For a youngin
Ima goooo
Up

Cheers up
Got the glass
In my hand
Oh yea
Cheers up
Cuz the past
Behind me man
Oh yea
Harlem shaking
Round the issues
That I knowwwww
Of
Clap your hands
For a youngin
Ima goooo
Up



Credits
Writer(s): Sidney Emory Seay
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