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The 2nd installment of Illmac’s RAISING THE BAR series. Share & Comment Below! Make sure to subscribe & don’t miss out on any of the bars!
Who they comparing me to?
They stuck in a box, I watch with an aerial view,
pray on my downfall, but that’s what carries me through,
Can’t have my slot til the sacred ceremony for my burial’s through
No rest for the Wicked, it’s war in the trenches
I’ll sleep when I’m dead, we torture the restless
I expanded a business, watched it shorten my friendships,
Notice they celebrate your failures, then ignore your success’
The Last of a dying breed, pass of a Dynasty,
I destroy to rebuild and laugh at the irony,
The fire that burns the forest but planted a ripened seed,
That’s space for life to flourish, the practice of life repeats,
No ceilings with a pen in my hands,
If I fall, expect that I’ll land in Heaven’s expanse,
This my Genesis, Sun-Moon & Stars, I’m life after the 4th day,
Thoughts are flight patterns, this time lapsing in 4K,
Been wrote off but expect it,
Fans BASE jump from my brain’s summit and have close calls with perspective,
Desolate landscape, snowfall in the Desert,
The page is a flat earth, my words dove off the edges,
I autopilot the autobio that I have written,
I’m the beginning, crescendos following cycles ending,
No time for spiteful women, she told me I am different,
I’m indifferent, can’t meet you half way or divide the distance,
I never played you though, only playing my position, making sacrifices Trynna paint the picture I envision,
I’ve taken losses and been taking hostage by ambition,
I seek out Heaven, I’m giving my life as my admission,
Absent minded at attendance in school,
On edge but catch my drift like infinity pools,
Don’t get it confused, reading critic reviews written, laughing, like they could win what I lose or switch up my views,
Like they could fit in my shoes or live by my rules,
That fire in me, yeah that lit up a fuse,
The paper like a pin up that’s nude,
Basically pick the pen up, I’m naked, yeah I’m stripped to the truth, I’m different from dudes,
I listen and pick up on things that they oblivious to,
And u feel that when u enter the room,
Like your colorful personality, Auroraborealis while I’m glimpsing at you,
I play with auras, blending the hues,
I breathe life when I get in this booth, then I give it to you,
So in a sense this my delivery room,
Not jealous of anyone, who’s the caterpillar to envy the butterfly in its cocoon the minute it flew?
Don’t worry if the world’s worthy of receiving your gift, the seed in the wind, tend to sing a similar tune,
The sun lit up the moon, the moon gives us tides, the fish give us food,
What’d you do with your life if all you did was consume?
Filmed & edited by Kyle “Avocado” Gray | Produced by Chase Moore.
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