Faces of death, I seen every one of them/
They used to ask in spite, what would become of him/
Full of scars was submerged in the matrix/
Proclaimed as the one but that news they couldn’t take it/
I met God at an odd time of opposition/
Left struggle in the past for a Godly mission/
This where I show you where the realness of my life is/
I’m expected to fail, but living off the righteous/
The cost is priceless, a new day I’m suffice with/
You don’t need the tragedy to really know what Christ is/
Get it? Now I’m spitting what is called prophetic/
And every time the shadow lives I have to go and dead it/
Magno, asethic, a force aligned with raw kinetics/
Building hope that this will workout music calisthenics/
Bam! Wanna fight with the irony/
Trail lost due to lack of strength in the fire beam/
Chorus: x2
They see the hunger’s real, this for the hard workers/
For the ones losing sleep and the bar flowers/
We out to make it using matter in the physics/
Working out our brains, put our thoughts into the business/
I let the past die/
A lot of people wanna tarnish my establishment and see me as the bad guy/
I mean in Boston people act like I aint started sparking/
Old enemies arose, exxes started talking/ Like I aint been the one who showed them how to properly write/
I’m constantly nice, you awfully hyped/
Sole proprietorship, guess I won monopoly twice/
Cus by myself I owned my enemies and exxes alike/
Uh, I tend to babble and leave em dead with a single line/
Express my freedom from such commitments, single mind/
Not the rekindle kind/
I’m not divisible in any form of way in this world, I guess I’m in my prime/
Yeah, mathematician with a strong conviction/
I survived through the darkest even beat addiction/
Up to now, I’m delivering the formula/
Form the bucks, try and elevate up to the holy one/
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They see the hunger’s real, this for the hard workers/
For the ones losing sleep and the bar flowers/
We out to make it using matter in the physics/
Working out our brains, put our thoughts into the business/
I mean I couldn’t complain, I’ve been in lower spots/
And seen the colder shots fired from the older ocks/
I was raised different/
The environment I grew up in would influence others but I remained distant/
See the function of my brain, was being taught well/
This where my thoughts dwell, thinking why my shot failed/
As I rise from the dead and try to get inspired/
I remember the experience that has been acquired/
Not belittling anything that I’ve learned though/
I spit ether, that stuff that make you burn slow/
Illmatic dreams not too far along from it/
Known to give people their high, audio pharmacist/
So when the last days arise and I see them near/
The souls will thrive from the vibes as you face your fears/
Trynna find what we invented from the spark/
Only God can make that renovation in the heart, let it start/
Chorus: x2
They see the hunger’s real, this for the hard workers/
For the ones losing sleep and the bar flowers/
We out to make it using matter in the physics/
Working out our brains, put our thoughts into the business/
i remember my first hook…