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Correct No Faith (clean) Lyrics
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Correct No Faith (clean)
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Rise - “No Faith” [Emcee(s): Rise] [Producer(s): Celph Titled] [Intro: Rise] It’s cool. Y’all ain’t believe I could do it. It’s cool [Verse 1: Rise] Abusing the mic. Rhymes? Wrote a few in the night Knowing my team’s special like we due in the Hype But due to the price of fame and economical limits My wallet has nothing but id’s and receipts in it Started to fiend, Rise the artist in Jean There’s two types of bills, I had the ones that aren’t green ‘Cause when you’re a new act in the back of the scene Starting off, you get treated like Jack with the bean Your dreams tossed out the window, they question why you choose it But if you beat the odds, they all knew you could do it Bad advice hurts like a jagged knife poked in your spine Dipped in salt and rusted after soaking in limes Most of the time, there’s eyes in the back of my head ‘Cause people falling off on their way and grabbing your leg Battle for bread ‘til you dead, stress harden my face Take over this huge planet, just a marble in space [Hook: Rise] They said I couldn’t do it, I was wasting my time And now they’re early to the shows, sleeping in line And can’t wait ‘til I rhyme, so I can scream and they cheer it But sorry, y’all, it’s too late, I don’t want to hear it They said I couldn’t do it, ain’t believed in my shit Now they beep in my hip and want to be on the list People are trips. Slept, now they’re screaming and cheering But it’s too late, I don’t want to hear ‘em [Verse 2: Rise] I couldn’t take it anymore, my songs not in any stores Broke, it’s a joke to be poor, needed a penny more Paying dues with iou’s, I need another job Screening phone calls, lying to Discover Cards When they call, I ain’t paid them in months, they sound upset But they don’t know my voice, so I tell them that I just left An everyday struggle, the fight of my life It’s like I got the dynamite, but got to fight for the light So I keep it moving, but never let the dust settle ‘Cause rappers nowadays make me want to switch to metal I hate the rotation, the stations are all fools I only listen to tapes, Jazz, and Old School I’ma blow if it kills you, but they’ll hold the checks It’s not who flows the best, it’s about your rolodex So I’ll flow to wreck and I don’t get so upset Because I know I’m loved by millions, but they don’t know it yet [Hook: Rise] They said I couldn’t do it, I was wasting my time And now they’re early to the shows, sleeping in line And can’t wait ‘til I rhyme, so I can scream and they cheer it But sorry, y’all, it’s too late, I don’t want to hear it They said I couldn’t do it, ain’t believed in my shit Now they beep in my hip and want to be on the list People are trips. Slept, now they’re screaming and cheering But it’s too late, I don’t want to hear ‘em [Verse 3: Rise] And peace to my fam for understanding my ways And realizing that this rap thing is more than a faze I worked on nothing but my music, and there had to be days When they thought I’m chilling, like the bills are magically paid At night, when I laid, sometimes I just wished for a change Wanted to elevate, got helped in picking my name I been slept on, on the climb, but I still rhyme Who’s the victim in the crime if I try to kill time? Suicide, who could rise without going back down? To levels where dropped pennies pierce a hole in the ground Rocking the best ‘til the doc shocking my chest See, fucking with this rap shit, I got it to death And they say you’re working best as an artist when you’re hungry Some dope niggas made some money and got comfy The dopest is Rise. Who’s left scoping these guys? Axis 36, so open your eyes [Hook: Rise] (x2) They said I couldn’t do it, I was wasting my time And now they’re early to the shows, sleeping in line And can’t wait ‘til I rhyme, so I can scream and they cheer it But sorry, y’all, it’s too late, I don’t want to hear it They said I couldn’t do it, ain’t believed in my shit Now they beep in my hip and want to be on the list People are trips. Slept, now they’re screaming and cheering But it’s too late, I don’t want to hear ‘em
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