Epistra - Four Walls lyrics

[Verse 1: Unkle Adams] I'll keep fighting until the walls collapse These guys write down garbage and call it rap But do I really wanna go and get involved with that? Or be the one that makes up for all they lack? I'm not friends with rappers we don't see the same Most spread hate I would rather be the change Some claim that c**aine will ease the pain But what they don't say is that it eats the brain I go against the grain with one shot one chance I'm a work horse on course running laps If I fall from the sky or die in a crash Is the only way I would resign from these raps You are blind to the facts if you underrate me The ones that hate me motivate me greatly To make it they must really hate me lately Cause lately hundreds of thousands embrace me For being myself my family and my health Come first you will never see my head swell Though my story is one hell of a story to tell That of a warrior that got up every time that he fell [Hook: Crossworm] If you gotta be the one to say that I'll never make it Put my life in the palm of your hands and you can try to break it Please believe in me I'll never betray these thoughts Try to live a day in my shoes but you know you lost [Verse 2: Unkle Adams] You wanna start some crap or pick apart my past Then go ahead I'm busy checking charts and graphs I'm like a sergeant marching and marking maps This is far beyond your little arts and crafts I'm a marksman but I don't aim with weapons Songs I write can make folks change direction My quest is not to obtain perfection But to save those in danger and raise some questions Cause frankly 90 percent of rappers s** And as a result the public labels us All the same they think we all drink and cuss Talk smack and rap about weed and trucks But can you blame 'em when every song they heard Was full of negative statements and racial slurs Packed full of s** threats and abrasive terms I can understand why these people raise concerns [Hook: Crossworm] If you gotta be the one to say that I'll never make it Put my life in the palm of your hands and you can try to break it Please believe in me I'll never betray these thoughts Try to live a day in my shoes but you know you lost [Verse 3: Unkle Adams] If you think that I rap soft perhaps you'll ponder I used to rip foes into bits of lasagna Until I got sick of it and flipped my persona Now I use my gift the uplift and to calm the Nerves of those stuck on swervy roads So they can learn and grow from the words I wrote And in the process maybe I can earn some dough Because success is the best way to burn your foes I'm a flame thrower aiming at you haters 'til its game over I used to dream about fame in my Daytona Back in the day see I barely ever stayed sober Until I gave my lifestyle a makeover By transforming my body and my thoughts And getting to work with new plans and plots All the snakes in the gra** and the fakes were dropped And what's left is this man who just can't be stopped [Hook: Crossworm] If you gotta be the one to say that I'll never make it Put my life in the palm of your hands and you can try to break it Please believe in me I'll never betray these thoughts Try to live a day in my shoes but you know you lost