Four Walls

[Verse 1: Unkle Adams]
I’ll keep fighting until the walls collapse
These guys write down garbage and call it rap
But do I really wanna go and get involved with that?
Or be the one that makes up for all they lack?
I’m not friends with rappers we don’t see the same
Most spread hate I would rather be the change
Some claim that cocaine will ease the pain
But what they don’t say is that it eats the brain
I go against the grain with one shot one chance
I’m a work horse on course running laps
If I fall from the sky or die in a crash
Is the only way I would resign from these raps
You are blind to the facts if you underrate me
The ones that hate me motivate me greatly
To make it they must really hate me lately
Cause lately hundreds of thousands embrace me
For being myself my family and my health
Come first you will never see my head swell
Though my story is one hell of a story to tell
That of a warrior that got up every time that he fell

[Hook: Crossworm]
If you gotta be the one to say that I’ll never make it
Put my life in the palm of your hands and you can try to break it
Please believe in me I’ll never betray these thoughts
Try to live a day in my shoes but you know you lost

[Verse 2: Unkle Adams]
You wanna start some crap or pick apart my past
Then go ahead I’m busy checking charts and graphs
I’m like a sergeant marching and marking maps
This is far beyond your little arts and crafts
I’m a marksman but I don’t aim with weapons
Songs I write can make folks change direction
My quest is not to obtain perfection
But to save those in danger and raise some questions
Cause frankly 90 percent of rappers suck
And as a result the public labels us
All the same they think we all drink and cuss
Talk smack and rap about weed and trucks
But can you blame 'em when every song they heard
Was full of negative statements and racial slurs
Packed full of sex threats and abrasive terms
I can understand why these people raise concerns

[Hook: Crossworm]
If you gotta be the one to say that I’ll never make it
Put my life in the palm of your hands and you can try to break it
Please believe in me I’ll never betray these thoughts
Try to live a day in my shoes but you know you lost

[Verse 3: Unkle Adams]
If you think that I rap soft perhaps you’ll ponder
I used to rip foes into bits of lasagna
Until I got sick of it and flipped my persona
Now I use my gift the uplift and to calm the
Nerves of those stuck on swervy roads
So they can learn and grow from the words I wrote
And in the process maybe I can earn some dough
Because success is the best way to burn your foes
I’m a flame thrower aiming at you haters 'til its game over
I used to dream about fame in my Daytona
Back in the day see I barely ever stayed sober
Until I gave my lifestyle a makeover
By transforming my body and my thoughts
And getting to work with new plans and plots
All the snakes in the grass and the fakes were dropped
And what’s left is this man who just can’t be stopped

[Hook: Crossworm]
If you gotta be the one to say that I’ll never make it
Put my life in the palm of your hands and you can try to break it
Please believe in me I’ll never betray these thoughts
Try to live a day in my shoes but you know you lost