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The 3rd installment of Illmac’s RAISING THE BAR series. Share & Comment Below! Make sure to subscribe & don’t miss out on any of the bars!
I live my life between these lines
Seems I’m always redefined cause they only see what’s on the surface layer; free your mind
All these demons crawling on my ceiling got me feeling like it’s feeding time
I open up my wounds and let em drink the wine–
The God in me’s creating making time reverse
Can’t be penny pinching In a business u Define your worth
at my apex – I’ll be lookin back from space squinting Trynna find the earth Like its my Final words, word
I make a song and treat it like a message in a bottle, I’ll make a song for every dream unfollowed
I’ll make a song for every time I said some shit I didn’t mean
Or every time I meant the shit, just Trynna fill the cracks we’ve fallen in between
not religious but I purge my sins, work a pen, N lose my mind Trynna find the meaning in the Words of men
Loyalty’s currency spent amongst deserving friends
From here, Can’t tell if I’m digging myself out or further in
I dig myself to the other side of the planet, cause tsunamis plucking wings off a butterfly when it’s flappin
running circles round em all n trust I’m not even rapping
This like- talkin in circles while Justifying my actions –
Got me Crack whipping, Trynna kill it like my last victim, glass tippin in the background like I’m adlibbin
Transitioned now the change up got my fans trippin, I tell em when u been thru sm shit u Act different
I give a fuck abt ur top 5, if I ain’t on the list then it’s nothing cause I’m top 5,
Ud get it if we swapped lives
ain’t playin devils advocate I been on gods side since the day that PAC died
Now loved ones try to question me like who is he?
They asked what changed I say everything including me
Murdered comfort, contentment, then caught death sleeping
Like I Murdered love when I was caught my by my ex cheating
Murdered doubt and routine that I was neck deep in
Murdered everything now work’s the only one left breathing
Sheppards lose their way n let the sheep explore, feelin guilty, what’s the verdict? this the people’s court
I’m like a bad idea when it’s reinforced
I’m like a bright idea when it seems ignored
Ive won a couple things but my egos bored, I’ve lost everything but who’s keeping score
We endured being poor
I’m another plane, this the baggage that I bring aboard, that shit u seen before
Drugs money music that’s mi amor
that shit u fiending for, Rinse repeat re record
easy for a preacher hardly practicing what he endorsed
Screaming toward deaf ears assuming Meaning will be absorbed
My brains a haunted house w a squeaky door
Raise the dead like Ouija boards n raise the bar even more
Ill
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