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adad - everything's influenced lyrics

[verse one]
somebody tell me what i’m sweatin’ for
rap is so real it ain’t safe no more
why you comin’ to the place and put your papers on the door
when you’re so hardcore?
you don’t even want to bounce, wiggle and rock the floor
make a brother wanna bag it up and back off tour
even though i bonafide spit soup du jour
it’s like the level of my lyrical is keepin’ me poor
when i’m essentially, potentially supposed to score
when eventually my potential is exposed as raw
and you willingly feelin’ me and what i’m rhymin’ for
but it ain’t like that no more
now you gotta fabricate a form so they flood the store
pick a platinum profile and provide them more
of the same old thangs they done heard before
eliminate the innovation they do adore
opposite of insight inside the metaphor
or
maybe my rhymes ain’t right for sure
i just don’t know no more
so i

[chorus]
inhale, exhale
breathe easy, move over
prevail, exhale, breathe easy move along
now it’s love without a limit
the love that i’m feelin’
the love that’s deep inside
and it’s love that i’m feelin’
the love without a limit
the only reason why, i
inhale, exhale
breathe easy, move over
prevail, exhale, breathe easy

[verse two]
and so the subsequent substance that i submit
summarily seems to some of the ?substinate?
i’m the son of a slave
so i’m sent forth to spit
a sort of sonic solution significant
a sojourner soliloquy the soul to split
between the real thing and cream cut counterfeit
crafted, drafted, it seems to get
my dough you son of a b-tch
but don’t quit
i overstand the demand for this hustle sh-t
but overstand i’m a man and i must admit
i’m confused how you choose for the listenin’
somethin’ less then blessed and barely authentic
see adad knew the game fore it all augmented
got strapped, slang crack, heads fought
reinvented, revised, redesigned, refitted for an image
run amok, until it’s stuck servin’ the same ole sentence
trapped behind bars in a place called gimmick
i’m stoned and solitaire cause i’m givin’ what i’m feelin’
i’ma bend before i break for the bonds of the business
cause that ain’t who i is
i was raised in the streets but adad didn’t hustle
i was taught, use thought so i didn’t use muscle
i was poor like you so i know how to struggle
i done did some things but i stayed out of trouble
thine eyes wide open mind -ss on the humble
i done seen cats ball and they always crumble
wanna walk like gangstas, gumps just stumble
cause they thugs they snug in the law for the juggle
but a schmuck raise up till he trapped in a tumble
of a fall from grace and a busted bubble
i was told, “don’t fold”, so i’m stayin’ in the struggle
if it’s real don’t they got to love you?

- adad lyrics

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