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greenhouse - willing to bleed lyrics

[verse 1: illogic]
ain’t you tired of the same spit?
the how-long-your-chain-hang, what-set-you-claim spit
see i strange spit the brain spit so i’m relevant and you’re just entertainment
you’re lallygagging, smiling for the camera
got you steady bragging ‘bout your status as an amateur
you’re standing still, i keep it moving with style
i’ll be the outcast, you mad ‘cause you idlewild
you’re talking loud, no evidence of action
‘cause you forgot the relevance of p-ssion
apocalypse is coming, you ain’t lastin’
if you’re holding down the c-ckpit, why you crashing?
what’s a revolution without dancing?
breaking out of normalcy and taking chances
you ain’t got a lot of answers
that’s why your fan says you’re spittin’ empty stanzas
your content ain’t strong enough
my sons spit stronger stuff and they can barely read
i’m tryna motivate the stagnant, so real with mine, i’m willing to bleed

[verse 2: blueprint]
yeah yeah
i solemnly swear
to fight the good fight as long as i’m here
but sometimes the good fight don’t seem fair
‘cause all the best soldiers we had ain’t here
they gone now, we all on our own now
and most of those left ain’t got no style
you give ‘em an inch they try to take a whole mile
too overconfident to keep a low profile
pump your breaks, stay in your lane
a bunch of fakes chasin’ fame
i’ll punch your face and take your chain
sit your five-dollar–ss down before i make change
the industry don’t wanna know us like we ain’t gon’ blow up
they think ohio ain’t no different than oklahoma
got my mans in his grave probably rollin’ over
and i ain’t talkin’ minutes saved on my motorola
i mean mind, soul and body tryna blow the o up
the people with the biggest hearts, hearts don’t hold up
my mind flooded with tears until it’s flowin’ over
god’s takin’ ‘em in twos like they roll with noah
and what’s left when the rain is gone —
the same old drinkin’ ’til the pain is gone
it’s way past ‘what should i say in a song?’
and more like ‘should i even make a song?’
can’t say i’m wrong if i can’t go on
waitin’ on inspiration but it take too long
people like print just make what you made before
but it hurt too much so i really can’t no more
what i look like jumpin’ off a bridge just because he did it?
when everything is tellin’ me to push it to the limit
plus if i went soft, you probably wouldn’t listen
i guess i gotta be a d-ck to make these p-ssies get it
‘cause if i play humble, they won’t call my name
and if my sales double, they treat us all the same
try to knock my hustle like it’s all in vain ‘cause wack show promoters can’t make it to the hall of fame
guess it’s ‘cause i don’t owe ‘em for my successes
if they didn’t build me up, then they can’t respect it
they want the history books so they can make an edit
like lions in vogue, but they never gon’ get it
get it?
like lions in vogue but they never gon’ get it

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