Elevation Everything

By Neak

On Kwesbaar

Released on April 23, 2019

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[Verse]

Elevation Everything is fame in that mantra, I live by

Glory to the glorious power, you know the most high

Do it for believers, no reachin' to get a co-sign

Do it cause I love it, ya'll can dick ride

Immortalized for truest lines and bein' fresh

To death flirtin' with demons I must be near the thresh—

Hold, story foretold already written like Nasir’s piece classical

Nothin' to fuck with, get on ain’t no dumb shit

The media tell us your music gotta be poison for us to bump it

What I’m lookin' like, feedin' people I love knives

Cut to runnin' deep but I ain’t payin' that full price

So choose, when I walk in the shoes of fools avoidin' all [eves?] easily i’ll die and amuse, uh

Need no experience I stop by the cues, uh

Fame is a monster that statement ain’t skewed, uh

Reminiscin' watchin' the box, stomach in knots, butterfiles, watchin' ledgers requestin' them non-stop in the mind

Somethin told me none of it is real

Fast forward, now I’m grown to see it was all a thrill

Reppin' what you told

Records gotta get sold

Execs gotta get paid

So what slaves we can mold

Images, [redheads?], jewelry swingin' and

Flashin' hella dead pres

Screamin' golden era shit dead

So divisive, fightin' for a genre

Shorties runnin' strap with gats bigger than Contra

Run the profit like a mobster yellin' proper

People lay in pain night and day, no Sinatra

Most important thing is a passport

Sick in higher learning conflicting with Rappaport

The skinhead over your head

Flow nice knowin' the ledge

Like resurrectin' Rakim twice

Only Chris mama acknowledge come with a T: Christ

Play Chris b [?] her nerves like ice

So Chicago nights

She don’t know those sights

Only options is push dope or fade like Mike

Went to college, ‘greed up, caught that plight

Gettin' interviewed notice they don’t like my sights, uh

I’m young black and gifted said it in King Deferred

Deny a black, keep 'em away from knowin' they worth

Messiah, need it, that [?] attire on my black skin, peep it

Haters won’t ceasefire

Say you want it all ever thought what that would come to?

God dream can’t control it or simply undo

Only one life, who we are, we can undo

Judge me not, you don’t know what I’ve been through

It's so real I gotta be the realest

If I don’t show my soul in these lines how the hell they gon’ feel it?