Lowkey, I'm still rising blud I'm still rising Blud, I'm still rising Iller than I'll, but still rhyming My sk**s 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 f** are them sayin'? Battling me You're better off running away Cause I'm stressed and pissed, depressed and sick Vexed and sh** 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 pa**ive and shady I dedicate this to any backpacking f*ggot that hates me Cause I got a track in the mainstream Mad World remix, motherf**er Mad World Remix