Still Rising

Lowkey, I'm still rising blud I'm still rising Blud, I'm still rising Iller than ill, but still rhyming My skills thriving The odds are stack but I'm still rising Feeling violent but I'm still shining You try stopping me, no joy I'm still here Blud I leave your home boy in a wheel chair Make you experience real fear The real here The fake don't listen 17 spittin' age old wisdom Before they die if you escape those prisons I remain with the same goal, vision and aim But hope the fame goes missing Cause I need my space For Jesus' sake Sometimes I wanna leave this place People dyin' for nothing What a needless waste What the fuck are them sayin'? Battling me You're better off running away Cause I'm stressed and pissed, depressed and sick Vexed and shit Sometimes I think I need an exorcist Man like me only dreams of a Lexus whip While 50 cent is rich with as many as he wants I could've written any other song But I' chose to write this Out to any foes that might diss Cause I'm known for a flow that's righteous They wanna overthrow the throw where I sit On beef, if you overdose you won't like it Leave you in a coma close to your home and lifeless Rappers are crazy, can't believe what's been happening lately Labels cat'in' to rape me People acting passive and shady I dedicate this to any backpacking faggot that hates me Cause I got a track in the mainstream Mad World remix, motherfucker Mad World Remix