[Verse: Ransom]
I'm eatin' well but no carbs on the plate, dodgin' the weight
Life's a treadmill, an uphill climb, joggin' in place
No regrets still, a tough pill, I'm starvin' to take
But if hell is on earth then I'm meetin' God at the gates
Ain't no heaven in the clouds, if so, why bother to wait?
Huh, ever met a martyr with faith?
I move at a smooth and moderate pace
If death is the finish line, then who's in charge of the race?
The truth is hard to debate
In a concrete jungle, I grew as large as an ape
And it's hard to be humble when you was born to be great
Ever look your pop in the eye and knew your father could break?
Yeah, it's hard to relate
I put my heart in this tape, if I don't do it, then who will?
Yeah, a testimony of true skill
If I don't prove it, the truth will
You probably thinkin' you shoulda just took the blue pill
Thoughts from the oracle, everything they sayin' is rhetorical
My shit historical, but it's still more to do
Now it's time to stand up
Never needed a handout, nigga, give me your hand up
Anything that you felt real’s everything that you can't touch
Yeah, you plan to fail if you don't plan much
First we seen bracelets, then we seen handcuffs
Niggas told you to man up, now you're givin' your man up
You ain't keep it a thousand, now they breakin' the band up
Huh, hou'd be surprised who you can trust
They say I wasn't worth much 'cause I ain't pull my pants up
But how you know you're worth when you twistin' them rubber bands up?
Enough with the nonsense, I don't read in the comments
I create conscience, you create content
My shit is hard to process like James with a lob to Embiid
You can see I'm workin' hard in the process, ah yes
It's lookin' like my year, I'm Ali, Foreman fightin' in Zaire
Back to the ropes, copin' with my fear
Judge in his high chair
Starin' at my grave, then he says "Look, nigga, you probably gonna die here"
Damn, what a nightmare, reality hit you and he don't fight fair
A knife through the heart, nobody life spared
Yeah, no need to be alarmed, no
Either you Denzel or Alonzo
Maybe you started off in a condo
But you can end up like Orenthal in a Bronco
Nonchalant with the combos
It's back-to-back, but it's still calm though
Attack the track with the ill convo, huh
Engaged in the worst hate
First of the month, I'm fuckin' fiends on the first date
Brooklyn's the birthplace
We don't get betrayed 'cause we never trust yo' ass in the first place, ahh
I'm eatin' well but no carbs on the plate, dodgin' the weight
Life's a treadmill, an uphill climb, joggin' in place
No regrets still, a tough pill, I'm starvin' to take
But if hell is on earth then I'm meetin' God at the gates
Ain't no heaven in the clouds, if so, why bother to wait?
Huh, ever met a martyr with faith?
I move at a smooth and moderate pace
If death is the finish line, then who's in charge of the race?
The truth is hard to debate
In a concrete jungle, I grew as large as an ape
And it's hard to be humble when you was born to be great
Ever look your pop in the eye and knew your father could break?
Yeah, it's hard to relate
I put my heart in this tape, if I don't do it, then who will?
Yeah, a testimony of true skill
If I don't prove it, the truth will
You probably thinkin' you shoulda just took the blue pill
Thoughts from the oracle, everything they sayin' is rhetorical
My shit historical, but it's still more to do
Now it's time to stand up
Never needed a handout, nigga, give me your hand up
Anything that you felt real’s everything that you can't touch
Yeah, you plan to fail if you don't plan much
First we seen bracelets, then we seen handcuffs
Niggas told you to man up, now you're givin' your man up
You ain't keep it a thousand, now they breakin' the band up
Huh, hou'd be surprised who you can trust
They say I wasn't worth much 'cause I ain't pull my pants up
But how you know you're worth when you twistin' them rubber bands up?
Enough with the nonsense, I don't read in the comments
I create conscience, you create content
My shit is hard to process like James with a lob to Embiid
You can see I'm workin' hard in the process, ah yes
It's lookin' like my year, I'm Ali, Foreman fightin' in Zaire
Back to the ropes, copin' with my fear
Judge in his high chair
Starin' at my grave, then he says "Look, nigga, you probably gonna die here"
Damn, what a nightmare, reality hit you and he don't fight fair
A knife through the heart, nobody life spared
Yeah, no need to be alarmed, no
Either you Denzel or Alonzo
Maybe you started off in a condo
But you can end up like Orenthal in a Bronco
Nonchalant with the combos
It's back-to-back, but it's still calm though
Attack the track with the ill convo, huh
Engaged in the worst hate
First of the month, I'm fuckin' fiends on the first date
Brooklyn's the birthplace
We don't get betrayed 'cause we never trust yo' ass in the first place, ahh
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