Syndrome - Pride lyrics

[Verse 1: Hunter Adam] Like an innocent m**m I see so much hate over something that I am so pa**ionate I'm a conspiracy theorist mumbling wondering what could equate to that pa**ing your tongue and breath? Stay in ignorance and I'll slash the cords outta your neck Like we in a debate get pa**ed all your fact checks You're a casual specifics you ignore that I don't expect the pallet brung by a vet Go to your memory erase the save of rap the game Let me be the new player shut the past let it reset Just one favor like the two six candidates our past has left me with a ton of pain and regret We agree in the d penalty eradication's best Better than leaving it crushed and smashed in a wreck We gotta take rap and pasteurize it to find the fakes who infect and think they're the best Not the ones who pa** the time to have fun The ones who wanna cash a tonna six-digit checks They overflow the pack and need to be expunged Rap has a ton s**ed in like a sponge soaking wet Where are the people stashing funds who risk being in debt to be slapped on the back and told they're the best? Our rappers sound like English is a third language taking the easy path and lusting a corvette Rap is rhythm and poetry Not listen I sound like I'm from another country All the true poets are running around like they've got xenophobia spazzing like a bunch a poultry People mumbling that the legacy you want them to know? Don't let them rip apart the history Take some pride and show them what it's like to be something spear would be proud to see a real emcee! [Hook: Hunter Adam] True art in an explosion, just like a firework Take the effort now to stun, ashes blacken can't acquire what's already burnt Before your mind burns out, it ain't no empty slum, no one else'll coincide your burst Remove the safety off the gun, and spray and quench the game dying of thirst! For our memory that dies, take some pride For the beauty that cries, take some pride For the art that we all love, take some pride Before what we love becomes true art, take some pride [Verse 2: Hunter Adam] I'm like a principle who's enforcing these rap principles a rogue cop making you abide by force Me and rap is like a wizard to perusal Or an advertisement trying so hard to endorse Take all tried to prison that's where I'll put you all Swipe you off like I'm a duster you're lint on the surface Put you to the side like my finger when I'm playing tinder to purge the worthless that's my purpose You guys got lighters for the fire but it seems odd trying to light something that's been submerged So that's why I've emerged like a messiah with some gasoline like Steve Ogg to help the fiyah burn I'm tryna find an answer like light you got me? Seeing all the wrong makes my head thump and hurt Attempting to right the wrong seems the same as a man in a wheelchair trying to jump a hurdle Most artists with a message are stuck at the bottom while the top keep their kind alive and thriving Just like the fines from the weak they're depriving but they struck back can't be frightened to cross em Everyone's scared as f** like possums so they don't even try they just sit back abiding Would that have worked with Osama Bin Laden? Everyone at the top had to start from the bottom To eat atop you start from the bot of the ladder Though some get hand fed on a silver platter They don't put in any work a bunch of free loaders that sit on the escalator If you use your feet you can say you're a survivor A war hero who didn't search for an escape or bend Because in the perfect story everything that leads up to the climax creates the perfect end [Hook: Hunter Adam] True art in an explosion, just like a firework Take the effort now to stun, ashes blacken can't acquire what's already burnt Before your mind burns out, it ain't no empty slum, no one else'll coincide your burst Remove the safety off the gun, and spray and quench the game dying of thirst! For our memory that dies, take some pride For the beauty that cries, take some pride For the art that we all love, take some pride Before what we love becomes true art, take some pride [Verse 3: Hunter Adam] Got an impulsion to shoot A human gun murdering raps with my verses like mercenaries Words are my ammunition so to function I line dictionaries for consumption And blow like a fat man who ate a beany burrito before leaving behind an explosion Opposition is my ignition lighters flicking I can't stop shooting these bullets is my addiction Things that spark the flame are stuff like rappers expecting me to have pride in misogyny If you think that topic makes the game then like a traveler you need a guide cause you been misguided see A bunch of kids who need belts to their hinds I see Women influence you to thurst all your kids free You can call cps but when they find out what you said they'll just beat you with me So hot on fire like I'm ghost rider I've burned myself to ashes Gave myself trauma like a soldier And now I'm stuck having flashes No matter how much I burn there's always more sticks Coming from nothing from zero I'm eternal, with all my ammo I'm a phoenix a never-ending inferno! [Hook: Hunter Adam] True art in an explosion, just like a firework Take the effort now to stun, ashes blacken can't acquire what's already burnt Before your mind burns out, it ain't no empty slum, no one else'll coincide your burst Remove the safety off the gun, and spray and quench the game dying of thirst! For our memory that dies, take some pride For the beauty that cries, take some pride For the art that we all love, take some pride Before what we love becomes true art, take some pride For our memory that dies, take some pride For the beauty that cries, take some pride For the art that we all love, take some pride Before what we love becomes true art, take some pride