step up

peep the style and the kids checking for it

the number one question is how could you ignore it

we drop right back in the cut

over basement tracks

with raps that got you backing this up like

we re just rolling with the rhythm

rise from the ashes of stylistic division

with these non-stop lyrics of life living

not to be forgotten

but still unforgiven

but in the meantime there are those who wanna

talk this and that / so i suppose

that it gets to a that point feelings gotta get hurt

and get dirty with the people spreading the dirt

try to give you warning

but everyone ignores me

but nobody s listening

call to you so clearly

but you don t want to hear me

but nobody s listening

i got a

heart full of pain / head full of stress

handful of anger / held in my chest

and everything left is a waste of time

i hate my rhymes

i m riding on the back of this pressure

guessing that it s better

that i can t keep myself together

because all of this stress

gave me something to write on

the pain gave me something i could set my sights on

you never forget the blood sweat and tears

the uphill struggle over years

the fear and trash talking

and the people it was to

and the people that started it

just like you

i got a

heart full of pain / head full of stress

handful of anger / held in my chest

uphill struggle / blood sweat and tears

nothing to gain / everything to fear