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 

[rewind that] 

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 

[it goes] 

try to give you warning

but everyone ignores me

[told you everything loud and clear]

but nobody's listening

call to you so clearly

but you don't want to hear me

[told you everything loud and clear]

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 

[but hate everyone else's more]

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 

[coming at you]