Conscious - Hellboy Rising lyrics

[Intro] Hellboy still Hellboy still [Verse 1] In the seventh grade I couldn't let this dream separate Now we stuck together like burnt cellophane We was hella faded, elevated, always down to Earth though Not really humble but the verse so personal In the hands of the merciful Hellboy still murder you I bet you love it Turn the lights off and bump it Even feel bu*terflies in your stomach You can try to walk the line, I'ma run it No matter how much my phone rings I'ma always do my own thing I ain't f**ing with a taste I'ma take this b**h to space Never caring what you blood s**ing hoes think [Chorus] I ain't scared homie No I ain't afraid It took a little time but I think I found a way to say I ain't scared homie No I ain't afraid I can feel it coming like a day away [Verse 2] Yeah they took away my job Couldn't take away my pops Try to take away my home Try to take away my ma Always take away my own Couldn't take away my bro Then two weeks later hear a call on the phone Shotgun to the dome But homie was alone You told me make a song about it Like there's nothing wrong about it But would you rap along? Virtues of being this much unashamed Overlook all the madness, stress and pain Who I'm gonna listen to? Those who have no limits Or lames that tell you to stay in your lane? And we go back and forth You told me music was better off when there's some kind of constraint Well, which one would you prefer on my brain? Wait, wait no hold up, no let me explain You feel me? Like at what point does your ambition start to turn into a ball and a chain? I put my life into this sh** but sometimes it feels like it isn't an even exchange Forget the cash, but the path that I made It ain't no thang, but I want to make change We're gonna make it, I swear I can feel it I mean it fam, I put all that on my name Duolingo, prepping my next single Just touched base with my homie Druzi Rello He's on the way to NOLA in a benzo that's a rental Tellin me that Texas has been f**ing with his mental Some friends he might never see again I told him "Even in the pen, dog, the realest always win." People I was raised with serving a sour sentence Because his boy wouldn't pick up the charge That's how it is Because he caught an F How else he's gonna house his kids? If I made enough money, I would bail the city out for Christmas If you feel like you're screaming at a wall, and you just keep getting louder then I'll listen And tell you that loudness is a gift Don't let them tell you otherwise I'm from Northern California You don't grow up colorblind I'm a sav with the spit Pants sag to my dick Never caught in a trap Never fall for a trick Lock 33 up, the whole system make me sick They can turn their back now Guarantee we'll make them switch We're gonna make them hits Make a list Write a verse, hook, bait and switch They're gonna put us in a book, f** a hater snitch Homie in a mobile home, he can hold his own Just know in your fight that you ain't alone [Chorus] I ain't scared homie No I ain't afraid When your vision starts to fade and its getting kind of hard for you to stay awake I ain't scared homie No I ain't afraid Yeah In the seventh grade I couldn't let this dream separate Now we stuck together like burnt cellophane We was hella faded, elevated, always down to Earth though Not really humble but the verse so personal In the hands of the merciful Hellboy still In the seventh grade I couldn't let this dream separate Now we stuck together like burnt cellophane We was hella faded, elevated, always down to Earth though Not really humble but the verse so personal In the hands of the merciful Hellboy still