Raise Hell

Dorothy

Gotta raise a little hell

Young blood, run like a river
Young blood, never get chained
Young blood, heaven need a sinner
You can't raise hell with a saint

Young blood, came to start a riot
Don't care what your old man say
Young blood, heaven hate a sinner
But we're gonna raise hell anyway

Raise hell
Yaah
Raise hell
Somebody gotta, gotta raise a little hell

Baby, drop them bones
Baby, sell that soul
Baby fare thee well

Somebody gotta, gotta raise a little hell
(Oh, my my, oh, hell yeah)
Somebody gotta, gotta raise a little hell
(Oh, my my, oh, hell yeah)
Somebody gotta, gotta raise a little hell

Young blood, stand and deliver
No need for a queen of affair
Young gun, gotta pull the trigger
When the whole world running scared

Raise hell, baby drop them bones
Baby sell that soul
Baby fare thee well

Somebody gotta, gotta raise a little hell
(Oh my my, oh hell yeah)
Somebody gotta, gotta raise a little hell
(Oh my my, oh hell yeah)
Somebody gotta, gotta raise a little hell

Baby, drop them bones
Baby, sell that soul
Heaven, fare thee well

Somebody gotta, gotta raise a little hell
(Oh, my my, oh, hell yeah)
Somebody gotta, gotta raise a little hell
(Oh, my my, oh, hell yeah)
Somebody gotta, gotta raise a little hell

Raise hell
Somebody gotta, gotta raise a little hell

Written by: Mark Jackson / Ian Scott / George Robertson / Dorothy Martin
Sent by Emerson. Subtitled by Sage and Giovanna. Revised by thayna.
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