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letra de if it's all for the pride - conscious (ab)

[intro]

real sh-t, all jokes aside
check

[verse 1]

i put my pen to paper, transform to a skyscr-per
train form until it’s greater than the labor of my neighbor
and don’t relax a bit, ’cause i wanna hear “yo, he’s legit!”
and i must admit that i jump on this beat just to feel i’m elite, so the mission complete, sh-t
i’ve lost the map, so i’m searching for a direction
i happen to see a gap when i’m checking for my reflection
perfection-chasing winner can drown me in the mirror
my mind’s like a river, i plunge and get iller
could evеn be k!ller to feel i’m a hero
d-mn, look, i don’t strivе to get rich, though
i’m passionate about those life lessons that i don’t know
but anywhere that i go, i’m followed by my ego
invisible shadow and permanent echo
it’s gon’ live in my head till the day that i’m dead
under pressure ‘n lost and lonely like a freshman
gotta take some measures to ensure a nice impression
but question: how would y’all react to the confession
that the need for self-expression has become my main obsession, huh?
[hook]

i’m tryna prove to myself and the others
that i can move to the top ‘n on covers
they will see my face and read that i’m the realest one (yeah)
when it’s all set and done
but in the light of conscience doubts overwhelm me as to why to fight
and if my fight is right, and i’m true in spite
of the ambitions and the thoughts that keep me up at night (yeah)
if it’s all for the pride

[verse 2]

tell me, how do i quit this suffocating envy
for any? that’s so plenty – see how i plan the
post-beating on my chest, how i’m stressed, waiting for a blast
and if i’m not the best, fail the test “happy for the rest”
lemme explain, it’s insane how i’m on a train
heading there in vain, yet again to endure that pain
to vanity fair, i’m on a tear, gliding in air, unaware
that compare is unfair, it’s important to share
and to worship your share means to live in despair
escape – that’s what i’m up to not to be the scapegoat
in a boat stay afloat to be crowned the goat
winning in my own league, serve a higher purpose
forget the circus, i’m tired of diving in the spirit’s surface
i’m going deep, rip the rip prediction off my chip
the prices paid expensive, can’t expect to see ’em cheap
no sleep – the death cousin, promise, i won’t slip
when taking leap, i’ll keep the grip on shoulder’s chip and push the hip-hop
[hook]

[bridge]

now, what’s your goal? what you doing this for?
is it to explore more or to give an encore to your persona?
you wanna lift the spirits and spread wings
of broke teens with big dreams or rather enjoy things yourself
and choose wealth over mental health? i suggest
we ask ourselves first before we put on a mask
the fame and acclaim or the same love of art – what’s placed higher?
don’t be a liar and for god’s sake don’t be fake, job’s to inspire

[hook]

and to prove to yourself and the others
that y’all can move to the top ‘n on covers
peeps gon’ see y’all faces, read you are the realest ones (yeah)
when it’s all set and done
and in the light of conscience doubts will fade away ‘n y’all be down to fight
together, side by side, ’cause y’all are true in spite
of the ambitions and the thoughts that keep you up at night
and it ain’t for the pride, not at all
[outro]

and it ain’t for the pride (aye)
’cause it ain’t for the pride (uh)
aye, aye, aye, aye
’cause it ain’t for the pride (aye)

- conscious ab

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