[Verse 1, Brasco Noir]
(THIS IS BITTERSWEAT)
(I AM BRASCO NOIR)
The mix begins right here
Let me throw some ingredients in your ear
Salt from the bitter sweat, sugar from tears
You should've been here to taste the blood spilt for a year
I should've been feared, they didn’t get the way I appear
So I opened my bones, and now there is no question it’s real
So take a listen for a few tracks
Bout to put on for my city like it was new jack
Going straight to the dome, see? Spitting mad max
Shout out to the old me for the whack tracks
And shout out Camp, Concept, and Shelly Raps
And Tyler Dopps for telling y’all I’ll be killing tracks
And I am
You probably never thought that I would be doin' this
But doubting me recently turned out to be foolishness
I honestly thought that honesty could've ruined this
I ain’t afraid so a hundred percent is true in this
Hourly ethic with method born of a salary
Musicality say couldn’t run away if the shoe would fit
I’m proud to be music calories that you chewin' on
Literary nutrition from listenin' to the newest song
Flickin' the ash at these bitches snickerin' you were wrong
I’m getting after these bitches bagging 'em 2 for 1
[Verse 2, Shelton Harris]
Look show me what you got, right
I got a dollar and a dream for the spotlight
Wonder how it feels chilling on the top like
Sold out shows make a salary in one night
Honestly if you're talking money I'm hella broke
But I ain't trippin cause my supporters are hella dope
Thought I couldn't be it now me and tyler on every show
No need to worry our time is coming just let 'em know
I thought I told you this is town shit
This that waiting for haters to come around shit
Never quiet now all we making is loud shit
Independent starting a revolution with sound, bitch
We onto visuals tryna keep it original
Other rappers should try it I promise it isn't difficult
The hardest part of makin music is to earn respect
And staying true, speak thoughts with no regret
And everybody that knew I do it I won't forget
This moment's ours, welcome to Bitter Sweat