Illmaculate - Under Their Radar, Over Their Head lyrics

[Verse 1: Illmaculate] Trying to hold back from puffin' dro Sitting in the lab like, "f** it!" though I keep my head high when the money's low Besides blood everything come and go, I... know... I'll die for the day that it's mine for the takin' Grind for the paper, no time to be wasted I drive in the AM and think about the lives that I'm changin' Saying 'Amen', behavior is wild He's an atheist prayin', but it's too late for saving him now And I know... burner co*ked back I've learned a lot, you can't turn the clock back You stirred the pot, that's when you heard a shot, blap! I only learned to pop that when I heard a Pac track I've earned my spot, they not a threat Here today, could be gone the next And it's true that anything is possible So while I'm watching you, you better watch yo' step No options left, so I'm going for next Sick of being broke, so I'm going for bread But I'm close to the edge, now f** if they play hard I'm under they radar and over they heads [Hook: Illmaculate and J-Rome] I ain't really trying to play with y'all If you talking and my name's involved, then quit frontin' ‘Cause I ain't been one to take a loss If I did, I just shake it off like it's nothin' Ain't sh**, I'm under they radar and over they head [Verse 2: Illmaculate] Trying to hold back from letting go Cats in my corner won't let me though My, my people let me know If it's on, they got me and expect equal I know… I live for that moment Get in the zone when I'm seekin' the chips Only reason I spit's to get what I owe 'em I'ma keep it legit, my, my, my... My people hold me down, they seen me hit my lows Both feet stay on the ground, they keep me on my toes Never call off, I'ma get the town buzzin' I ever fall off I'ma hit the ground runnin' I'ma put it down, won't sit around buggin' If you need a fix, you can get it now, cousin I'ma plead the 5th, what you suppose to do Lie through your teeth when you know the rules My purpose: to earn paper, coaching you What I've learned is the term 'hate' is overused Go for the throat, so I'm going for necks Sick of being broke, so I'm going for bread But I'm close to the edge, now f** if they play hard I'm under they radar, and over they heads [Hook] [Verse 3: Illmaculate] Trying to hold back from losing it The way I act, the way I move is slick I live what I rap, I've proven it They listen to my tracks like "Who is this?!" And they know, my halo, it only shows when My pay roll is straight but it ain't though If I stay broke they'll be broken So now they packing, huh? They act like I'm impressed I've never been the one to make no idol threats f** with my pay, lay your head back down Nothing in my way, no set backs now Any loss you hand me, I just up the ante See, they thought they had me till I crept back 'round I got a hard head, and even harder dick When I'm with a chick or when I'm counting chips Or when I'm in the whip, bumpin' our sh**... Go for the throat, so I'm going for necks Sick of being broke, so I'm going for bread But I'm close to the edge, now f** if they play hard I'm under they radar and over they heads [Hook] [Bridge: Illmaculate] Under they radar and over they heads Under they radar and over they heads Under they radar and over they heads Over, over they heads, over, over they heads [Hook]