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letra de raising the bar 13 (sprng edition) - illmac

[verse: illmac]
yo, eating gardetto’s in velour sweats
more money, more jealousy, more stress
never thought about having more less, more or less
in the background high as falsetto in the quartet
mm, stopped drinking but i’m still turnt
stopped smoking ‘cause of asthma, i still blow a smokescreen, low-key but i been worse
lost some demons but they still lurk, when the motivation ends that’s the real work
a, slave to my habits, i know how to field-work i
put in work in my field, and in my purpose revealed
yeah they aim for my name but all that dirt hit my shield, i watched it ricochet
waging war ‘til i’m blackballed, i’m black hawk
me and my queen riding like crazy horse and black shawl
you either rebelling or assisting the system
ghost dancing long as peltier sitting in prison
lineage split with victims of history, the privilege the pill-ers that pillage
immigrants, indigenous i’m mixing tradition
sitting bull spirit risen to visit my vision, big difference between getting rich and enrichment
trying to find upwards on my compass i went to war they sound a loud trumpet
upon my return, triumphant
in touch with my roots, tug at this noose like it’s comfortable, loose, penning venom from a recluse
threw a v for victory chucked in a deuce and pulled the colt, peacemaker tucked in my boots
c-cked the hammer back with my thumb and it shoots
warned him once, he refused, this chip on my shoulder blade weighs too much on my glutes
ignore the bolts, poking from my neck, paint ‘em gold and stay focused on a check
writing all these goals down coping with the stress and these ghosts up in my head
roaming free, let ‘em be, they not posing any threat
got addicted to the praise, feel they owe me the respect
addicted to the love like the moment that we met
got addicted to attention and they showed me the connect
watching celebs overdosing had a sobering effect on me
remember back, when we laughed at rules
and ran around like bébé’s kids, acting bad at school
way before we packed that tool
now homies pouring liquor out, tryna see the glass half full
we just keep ‘em entertained so the world can’t revolt
i shot the sheriff with a pearl-handled colt
earl manigault the goat, ain’t a feeling that the verse can’t evoke
just got my word and my kult
this little thing of ours, boom bada-bing, blue-collar dream
me and my brothers ‘bout our chicken like, gustavo fring
coupe olive green, sports, are the new colosseum
i’m chewing liquorice root thumbing through the i ching
opportunity knocking my call of duty might ring
a wandering samurai like the book of five rings
think deeply of the world and lightly of yourself
time is money got me out here tightening my belt
what i write is what i felt, take the rifle from the shelf
me and god got a pact, she give me life i give ‘em h-ll
i took a blood oath, blood-soaked
pops did a séance in the ‘80s and seen the devil up close, now you sitting front row
liquor and drugs, liquor and drugs
watching artists dropping like flies is k!lling my buzz
i ain’t innocent, not in a position to judge
did everything from molly ringwald to hilary duff
yeah the way we glorify sh-t that’s k!lling us but
boast when we surviving shows the resilience in us
well, excuse us for not giving a f-ck, the industry sucks
labels treating rappers like dinner for schmucks and idiocracy, mediocrity
keep gambling ‘til they punch my ticket, like i hit the lottery
anybody can get it, i ain’t wit’ inequality
but i been evolving tryna show a different side of me
that’s why i treat my catalogue like them pigs robbing me
destroyed the evidence like they did my missing property
i grew up listening to rap music
my mom loved rock n’ roll, we both listening to black music
won’t pretend that it ain’t
showing respect as a guest in it won’t threaten my place
no chuck berry, no elvis, legacy paved
the hound dog like, big mama th-rnton, may she rest in the grave
you can love chinese food and even have the recipe, great
still chinese food end of the day, i’m saying
i grew up listening to black music
the dude wit’ a white russian like rasputin and vlad putin
duke nukem, i’m back shooting, hands moving like zab judah
half-goat like krampus and half-human
just tryna live my truth like the trans movement
and stand by my fam like dwyane wade and gab union
probably catch a lot of hate
dress fresh to death, made funeral plans, i’m fashionably late
every 20 years fashion comes back around so assume i’m living in the future, if my outfit’s outta date
this the planet of the apes, throwing monkey wrenches blow ‘em like candles in the wind, can’t hold a candle to the great
i catch a case for chase like i plan to rob a bank
gotta watch my back they always sabotage the greats
who to trust, serpents in the grass cannot escape
i make snakeskin boots, lie in camouflage and wait
wanna battle, lock the date, a day and a dollar late
swear they had a lot to say, ‘til it’s brandished off the waist
i’m just weighing options out, like backwood in packs
had a lot of shake, that’s a catatonic state
allergic to being broke, need my pockets to swell
ride ‘til i say h-llo from the other side like adele
cold-blooded, tears like ice when it melt
a lot of, sh-t on my mind as you could probably tell
they victim-blame, see a suicide and tweet about mental health
like here’s a number to a hotline if it helps
well harvey weinstein’s a rapist, cosby as well
we can debate who’s worse when they both rotting in h-ll
a lot of y’all know somebody that won’t confide in you ‘cause you’d shame ‘em for surviving things you couldn’t conquer yourselves
tired of, biting my tongue, it’s time we begun
12 years old a grown man threatened my life wit’ a gun
flashback to seeing pops saying ‘he’s not gonna run’
can’t outrun a bullet, a mantra passed father to son
got addicted to the praise, feel they owe me the respect
addicted to the love like the moment that we met
got addicted to attention and they showed me the connect
watching celebs overdosing like d-mn (d-mn)
how i feel about myself, if i wasn’t ‘bout myself
i’d climb up out my self and never doubt myself
never doubt yourself or the power of belief
a seed that turned into a root that sprouted to a tree
i be a weed amongst the flowers, a flower surrounded by weeds
my power surrounded by peace
my smith & wesson piece full of gunpowder underneath me, for the six or seven hours i sleep
a thousand cowards deceased by a thousand deaths apiece
alpha wolf howling at the moon, stomach growling for relief
a pound of flesh on my scale, balanced like the beam
the beam on the 40 caliber, excalibur, i’m king
spring

- illmac

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