Illmaculate - On & On lyrics

[Talking: Illmaculate] This one is a dedication, you know, to that certain type of fan That self-proclaimed underground fan Who hates on anything and everything he can Listen closely.. [Verse 1: Illmaculate] You'll never know the struggle of those You grin and point your finger at I've been scuffing the soles, so my shoes tend to keep intact You in a comfortable home, we on the pavement eating scraps You place judgement on those who made it, well we beat the rest See the facts, how you never seen where the streets are at You're just mad we found a game that you can't beat us at Went from hustling dro to beats and tracks What can I say, money was low but even that just leads us back 'Til that's something you loathe, you f**s are so deceived That you feel we're doing it wrong — get up and show us, please! Y'all were better as critics, take a second to listen The message you're missing is everyone's perspective is different That's why our music is labeled 'Cause you don't want the truth, you want the truth that you can relate to That's food for thought and you should be thankful when consuming a plateful And bow your head and ask if you can be excused from the table [Chorus: Illmaculate] It goes on and on, we'll be feuding this long That don't compare to the payoff and truth in our songs You either scared of the chaos or used to the calm And too ignorant to see that it's you in the wrong X2 [Verse 2: Illmaculate] You preach what Hip-Hop is and which style inspires you While we live it — you're speaking from an outsiders view You realize you're false once you clowns find the truth But instead you lie to yourself and doubt why it's you Doubt why it's you in the wrong and keep fronting But I'd doubt, if you were involved, you'd keep judging Hating blindly, these granola-eating hypocrites Won't be taken lightly or control me with their ignorance There's fake and real, you showing me the difference We're holding our ground while you hoping that we'd give an inch It just won't win, we survived attacks from both ends And march proudly in blood soaked Timbs [Chorus:] [Talking: Illmaculate] Yeah, open your f**ing mind, man. You know.. I'm saying "we survive the attacks from both ends" 'Cause we got these labels already trying to be sheisty And force us into their box, you know Now we got so-called fans Hating on any successful artist that don't fit into their underground Hip-hop box... f** you!