Josh Jacobs - Rise
Rise
I done waited to long to get on my ish, yea
Sentimental all up in my feelings with a fear of wanting to get rich, yea, cause I dont want it to change me, I see dudes going crazy, while all they children get lazy, and daddy pay for everything, the entitled mindstate is crazy, it’s time I turn to slim shady,
Don’t give a uff anymore I’m chillin, I’ma grind till I make a million, overtime, ima break the sealing, see you fall thru the cracks on ya back, like I’m giving you a wax, Brazilian,
Ego trippin right now, bro,
You don’t wanna see me when I play the Villan,
You acting foul with the bull, bro,
Put 33 hits thru ya shirt like pippin,
Punchline game like I’m sonny Liston,
Im aware of the competition,
Me against I, while the rest on a line, waiting for the time they try for my disappearance, na bro, that’s a good try tho,
You Betta try ya luck with the lotto,
Cuz I won’t, give up my spot for what’s hot,
And I put that all on the Bible,
Know my truth so no need to dare me,
I’m me and I hope that I’m speaking clearly,
And Ima be me till I d.i.e so you betta get use to the things I carry,
Heart and passion, and a kindness you can’t imagine, with the words of a paid assassin, I’ma straight shooter that have em gaspin for air the way Im Asma attacking,
Last of a dieing breed,
I’m speaking rappers that’s speaking facts,
In a game of trappers, it get me vex, they don’t wanna hear words that’ll come correct, with a positive message that would connect to they soul, they rather pop molly, party, lay low, and get they Pasos , but ima stay focused, come at they head until they take notice
How you want it, how you want it,
Wont you tell me what you like,
I’m up early in the morning,
Because I’m ready for the rise,
How you want it, how you want it,
Can’t you tell me what you like,
This is poetry In motion,
Are you ready for the rise
This that killa ish,
This that I know I be killin it,
This the realest ish,
You done heard and now you feelin it,
I been militant,
War fare, I’m on ma gorilla ish,
Watch me break down, to the ground
Bryan tiller ish,
There comes a time when I man has to take what he can, from himself with the world in his hands,
And make his demands, to the world to with a plan, I be god damn if I ain’t gonna stand, for a purpose,
If not, then I’m worthless,
I can see the road and I’m nervous,
Ima go Head first into the abyss switchblade, cut out the darkness and swing like a Sensai, uh,
Don’t care what your friends say, uh,
Ima be the center of attention like dikembe, uh,
My rent paid uh,
I get mine,uh,
No jewelry ,
But I still shine, Uh
I’m human, I ain’t perfect,
But when I come to rapping I’m scratching the surface and going in deep like I’m passing your cervix,
So i can see the fruits of my labor and birth it,
The Fall is over, going through the loops on this roller coaster, as im passing over, everything I left behind and starting new as I’m getting closer to my destination, as I’m getting older, I keep elevating my thinking, my search for inner peace and confidence is starting to sink in like
How you want it, how you want it,
Wont you tell me what you like,
I’m up early in the morning,
Because I’m ready for the rise,
How you want it, how you want it,
Can’t you tell me what you like,
This is poetry In motion,
Are you ready for the rise
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