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letra de elevation everything - neak

[verse]
elevation everything is fame in that mantra, i live by
glory to the glorious power, you know the most high
do it for believers, no reachin’ to get a co-sign
do it cause i love it, ya’ll can d-ck ride
immortalized for truest lines and bein’ fresh
to death flirtin’ with demons i must be near the thresh—
hold, story foretold already written like nasir’s piece classical
nothin’ to f-ck with, get on ain’t no dumb sh-t
the media tell us your music gotta be poison for us to bump it
what i’m lookin’ like, feedin’ people i love knives
cut to runnin’ deep but i ain’t payin’ that full price
so choose, when i walk in the shoes of fools avoidin’ all [eves?] easily i’ll die and amuse, uh
need no experience i stop by the cues, uh
fame is a monster that statement ain’t skewed, uh
reminiscin’ watchin’ the box, stomach in knots, b-tterfiles, watchin’ ledgers requestin’ them non-stop in the mind
somethin told me none of it is real
fast forward, now i’m grown to see it was all a thrill
reppin’ what you told
records gotta get sold
execs gotta get paid
so what slaves we can mold
images, [redheads?], jewelry swingin’ and
flashin’ h-lla dead pres
screamin’ golden era sh-t dead
so divisive, fightin’ for a genre
shorties runnin’ strap with gats bigger than contra
run the profit like a mobster yellin’ proper
people lay in pain night and day, no sinatra
most important thing is a passport
sick in higher learning conflicting with rappaport
the skinhead over your head
flow nice knowin’ the ledge
like resurrectin’ rakim twice
only chris mama acknowledge come with a t: christ
play chris b [?] her nerves like ice
so chicago nights
she don’t know those sights
only options is push dope or fade like mike
went to college, ‘greed up, caught that plight
gettin’ interviewed notice they don’t like my sights, uh
i’m young black and gifted said it in king deferred
deny a black, keep ’em away from knowin’ they worth
messiah, need it, that [?] attire on my black skin, peep it
haters won’t ceasefire
say you want it all ever thought what that would come to?
god dream can’t control it or simply undo
only one life, who we are, we can undo
judge me not, you don’t know what i’ve been through
it’s so real i gotta be the realest
if i don’t show my soul in these lines how the h-ll they gon’ feel it?

- neak

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