Hell For It - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Holy spirit

When I look, I cannot see reflection in the mirror

I broke bread with the Judas and I think I see it clearer

These niggas want what's mine, but I'll be damned if I'ma give up

Stuck up in the hood, praying rap would get me out

Mama 'bout to lose her house, gotta figure this shit out

Used to catch the bus to 12th just to hustle for some Prada

In the kitchen with my uncle, beat the pot like a piñata

Baraka with the product, used to hide it in my closet

Type of shit that have a fiend crawling on his carpet

Walking over carcasses of artists in my garden

Nice with the bars, even the beat begs my pardon

Got me mistaken, Muslim salami bacon

Always on the defense, so it's no offense taken

I'm smokin' on them raisins from the bay, they taste amazing

Cajun, kicking flavor all the time, not on occasion

Would be amazed, all the time, I heard I wouldn't make it

I was writing shit that was so damn amazing

When half these little niggas was still watching That's So Raven

I was out there hustling, scrapin' up and saving

Just to catch a twelve hour bus to NY

Sleepin' on the floor in studios, asking God, "Why?"

But never got deterred from the voice I heard inside

Tell myself every day the greatest that's alive

[Chorus]

And I'ma give 'em hell for it

Until it's heaven on earth, my nigga, I'ma give 'em hell for it

For whatever it's worth, my nigga, I'ma give 'em hell for it

Unless death come first, my nigga, I'ma give 'em hell for it

For whatever it's worth, my nigga, I'ma give 'em hell

[Verse 2]

'Cause we living in that

Actavis double cups, was addicted to that

Had them demons on my back, was escaping through that

Blamed everybody but myself, apologies for that

So they hold a nigga back for the way that I act

People scared of doing business, thinkin' I smoke crack

I react immature to anyone talkin' smack

'Cause where I'm from, respect the only thing that you have

Grew up virtually poor, realities unmasked

So my task is inspire your future with my past

I lived through that shit, so you don't have to go through it

Stepping stones in my life, hot coals, walk with me

Listen when I speak, every time, talk with me

Couple screws loose, you don't wanna start with me

Got it from Motown, feel David Ruffin pain

Wanna cry right now, so I'm wishing that it rain

'Cause I'm knowing I'm the best, they compare skills to sales

Tell myself everyday, know this shit ain't real

Radio don't make you ill, get a hit, they feel they self

Respect for lyricism in this game, ain't none left

Have a bitch like Iggy think she sicker than me

And that's so fucked up, that's just how this shit be

I just wanna make music, fuck bein' a celebrity

'Cause these songs that I write leave behind my legacy