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]