yo peep the style and the kids checking for it
the number one question is how could you ignore it
and drop right back in the cut over basement tracks
rap stack got you back in the sub black
rewind that we just rolling with the rhythm
rise from the ashes of stylist division
with these nonstop lyrics of life living
not to be forgotten but still unforgiving
but in the meantime there are those who wanna talk this and that
so i suppose that it gets to a point where feelings gotta get hurt
and get dirty with the people spreading the dirt it goes
told you everything loud and clear
called to you so clearly but you dont want to hear me
told you everything loud and clear
i got a heart full of pain head full of stress
head full of anger held in my chest
and everything lefts a waste of time
i hate my rhymes but hate everyone elses more
im riding on the back of this pressure
guessing that its better i cant 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
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
told you everything loud and clear
called to you so clearly but you dont want to hear me
told you everything loud and clear
i got a heart full of pain head full of stress
head full of anger held in my chest
uphill struggle
blood sweat n tears
nothing to gain
everything to fear
heart full of pain head full of stress
head full of anger held in my chest
uphill struggle
blood sweat n tears
nothing to gain
everything to fear
heart full of pain
told you everything loud and clear
called to you so clearly but you dont want to hear me
told you everything loud and clear
i got a heart full of pain head full of stress
head full of anger held in my chest
uphill struggle
blood sweat n tears
nothing to gain
everything to fear
scratching conclusion
