Still Me (feat. Shelby Morgan) - Renzo Is

Yeah Product of the dirt, I was bottom feeding Fighting with my demons up outside 'em steeples Heathen seething, bubble boy trouble Me no struggle, seeing creatures Creeping rubble on the ruins of my life Street witches mixed with Viccan Wiccan scriptures Seeing visions on these project walls (yeah) My music ecosystem's have no projectiles But where are we now? Tear it down, swear I don't give a fuck If it's black or it's white It's a class that we fight when you can't fill your stomach And that hunger keeps your ass up at night I'm not asking what's right (right) When drug dealers cope, villains hope Stealing, dealing bloods when the government supplies it And they call it war on drugs, rappers get your cuts, uh Incarcerate you so the prisons all get paid While these rappers spitting bars, shit all I see is shame They tell you to get money, do whatever for the gain You just gotta burn your soul and sign your letters for the fame I don't glorify the violence (nah), but I know I'm dealing harm (yeah) Knowledge is a weapon, so I'm out here dealing arms, yeah I been feeling like I ain't high yet (high yet) But still I'm on this jet back in mileage (mileage) They told me know my role or get silenced Whoa, I'm a survivor Spiral down, I sink so low Falling down, I'm on my own Falling down, I'm all alone Crash into the floor (yeah, yeah) What the fuck you gonna say to me now? Where were you when I was breaking down, living in this vacant house? Cold when it's absolute zero in my bank account If life is like a game, I'ma play it with a flagrant foul We are not the same, I walk and shake the ground Come at me, you'll get exposed like the naked mile You should probably take a towel But bet that you gonna throw it in the ring If you challenging the king, gotta face the ground All this stress I'm under, it's no wonder you can't text my number Getting rest ain't never quenched thy hunger Haven't slumbered for the past five summers, not a bummer That's the reason that I'm the track that I bet nine hundred I'ma do shit I know Growing up life never gave anything to me but lows I been on rocky roads, was living in hospitals, I was in shock Alone, though I suppose that I had a lot to show 'Cause I would go and jot these poems down, I've grown now unstoppable I been feeling like I ain't high yet (high yet) But still I'm on this jet back in mileage (mileage) They told me know my role or get silenced Whoa, I'm a survivor Feeling the hurt, it worsens, I been cursing, cursed with burdens Feelings immersed in verses, mercy churches splurge on hearses Murdered in cursive, worship service death a certain devil worshiping sermons Blur the chorus as these Norsemen of my core march for war My bad if I speak in metaphors for you (yeah) I'm just praying to my father like an orphan do They say life's a bitch I know the world do I'm just tryna give you sense that's affordable Gas prices keep rising, heat climbing These times in decline wars fighting thesis crisis Hate, sirens, violence in the skies, I am deep diving (diving) Been through hell, so I'm vibing as the heat climbing (yeah) I'm just sitting on the edge where the mammoths lay (ayy) I know I'm 'bout to blow, I got a hand grenade If I examined fate, man they in a panic state Checking if for two received panic at the Mandy Lane If there's a line, I cross it, I ain't lost it, run this shit I bossed and flossed a marathon so caution Knox will leave you nauseous Knox is hot I reaper the sauce taxes feeds the office I don't mean to be this heartless, fuck the club and diamonds I bring spades and coffins I been feeling like I ain't high yet (high yet) But still I'm on this jet back in mileage (mileage) They told me know my role or get silenced Whoa, I'm a survivor I been feeling like I ain't high yet (high yet) But still I'm on this jet back in mileage (mileage) They told me know my role or get silenced Whoa, I'm a survivor I been feeling like I ain't high yet (high yet) But still I'm on this jet back in mileage (mileage) They told me know my role or get silenced Whoa, I'm a survivor

Dreamin' I could Dreamin' I could Dreamin' I could fly Started off from the bottom If only they could see me now Hit the strip with a dream Put in work, put in hours Till they see me now they're screaming out But I knew things that I didn't want to It's all good tryin' to fit in and be cool But what happens when they don't want you Who's there for you when you're famous When your names in the pages Headlines, newspapers That was never what I did it for Mom and pop came from simple lives Knew they had it difficult I'm sick of all this silicone Lives that I'm seeing' so it's time to go & switch the role As a kid in the streets I would lay As I looked to the sky feelin' meek I would pray Sat next to my brother in the heat o the day I would speak I would say As I'd reach for the clouds: I'ma be there one day Just wait See you don't really know what it's like When the system's against As you sit on the ends and your stomach is thin With no funds for the rent While the rich they just win And they spend and they spend It just doesn't make sense What's for dinner Only bread? guess it's syrup again Damn But I know I'ma get em back I went and picked a different path Now it's time to hit the craft Gassed up But I'ma get the last laugh Got wings but I've never been plane And I'm learning all these letters I've been editing the names My English teacher said that I'll never be the same As I'm earning' all my credits I'ma step up to the plate Just wait Gaugin' the view I take off like a test flight Guns cocked, pits that I skip Got cops on my tail but I'm flying when I check mics And if I don't get it now I'ma get it in that next life Got that Hugo Pilot watch Now it's time to test heights But I'm dedicated, no options called I've set the stages to go rock the halls Let me paint this cadence that'll shock em all Wheels up Don't tell me when I'm coming' down Deals up This is how the broken sound Feel stuck Karma's never been around I'ma get another round Don't tell me when I'm coming down Still flying, I'm a pilot Kamikaze Still flying, I'm a pilot Kamikaze Still flying, I'm a pilot Kamikaze Still flying, I'm a pilot Kamikaze Another rejection, stressing I ain't get the question Why a critic gotta pick it for Never one to lie But I'm a lion If you push me forward I just wanna go but they telling me to slow Now the mission gettin' critical I went to Jeddah I got my papers I called in favours I'm getting anxious Feds on my cases Don't talk to strangers I'm sick of waiting I've grown impatient Need to hone my skills Tip the scales are bent on my field I feel like I still Need a moment to breathe I'm sick of doin' it for me Sick of countin' all these sheep I'ma go and take the leap I been writin' like a fiend So I take my soul higher I'ma set it all free Back into Bowie Last town Hit up the airport Last round Feel so much weight it's hard to take off I need a break there's no days off But it's whatever it takes To hit the lay off No more laying low The day of the show I'ma take the stage Like a playoff I get one shot I hope it pays off Alarm rings I'm feeling nervous That adrenalin is now calmly surging I brush my teeth like I'm filled with purpose I'ma be famous His will emerging My bands ready we drill the verses Hop in the wheel peel to the concourse Our kit is filled but still we're on course Carry my bags wait on these lines Look at the clock I'm ahead of the time Security check but there's nothin to hide I got what I need and it's all in my mind Name called That's my queue Take your seats you gon' really need a view Go and hand your ticket now get ready for the new I been steady head is ready now I'm heading' for the news Hands in the air I got cuts in this place My band holds it down as we rushin' the stage Someone screams out They can't stop us now Some bodies fall down it's a mosh pit sound I step forward out into the cockpit, wow I take control of my new office I cut the mic as I clock in This is it Im flying I'm a rockstar Thirty seconds to impact The world's my stage No looking back I take my turn and then I crash I hit the tower Full impact Consumed in fire as I laugh I'll be with virgins on my lap I hear the screams I'm here at last Call 911 The tower's collapsed Goodbye

I love the weather in september The air feels cold when it breezes through I want to feel the way I feel with you forever It could be this city or it could be you I can't help but stare into your eyes The slick city streets covered by rain I can't help but think if I lived in London that things wouldn't be the same I miss you and I'd hope you missed me too I can't help but wonder if you knew We're not getting any younger But the miles are getting longer Time isn't on our side, time isn't on our side We're not getting any younger But the miles are getting longer Time isn't on our side but it's something I'd hope we, could you Hand me a cider on primrose hill You say things to me I've never heard before Do you blame me for wanting to touch a little? Whenever I'm gone it just makes me want you more I can't help but think of that night in Shorditch The one where you kissed my cheek I can't help but remember how you grabbed my face and said goodnight to me I searched for meaning in our pride unseen I can't help but think that you knew Were not getting any younger But the miles are getting longer Time isn't on our side, time isn't on our side We're not getting any younger But the miles are getting longer Time isn't on our side but it's something id hope we could get through Oh, oh, oh As I walk here now Months have flown by I long for the nights when you made my cheeks turn rosy at the sight As I walk here now I haven't changed my mind I see the place where we first met and know we'll have our time We're not getting any younger Time isn't on our side No, no, no