Line In The Sand

[Tabs]

Pass me the microphone you never get it back
This rebel will revel every devil in seven seconds flat
I was a level-headed cat but they pushed me to insanity
This is not how it should be, it's either pussy or it's vanity
The heart of rap was shining like gold
There's only remnants of artifacts of that dynamite surface
Like the heart is missing from the artist spitting
You garbage, you ain't an artist, you paid for your chart position
Paying off the DJ, that's why we hate the industry
These labels shackle your soul and control your creativity
It's only entertainment but it came with a collar
Y'all remind me of four quarters cuz you change for the dollar
But I'm down to ride on so I raise my fist and write on
Cuz Hip-Hop's the love of my life, my blood type's krylon
We devising a plan deciding which side that you stand
Fuck you, we just drew the line in the sane

[Hook - Tabs]
If you're sick of the lies raise your fist to the sky
If that's the shit you despise raise your fist to the sky
If you're feeling the vibe raise your fist to the sky
If Hip-Hop lives inside raise your fist to the sky
[2x]

[Coast]

The line has been drawn early in the morning of the dim dawn
I dig a grave for these lame piece of shit frauds
That's why this shit's on, I don't give um no sliding
Cats showing up to shows just for dick riding
So we spit violent, show um who the savage are
Fools living with the blues like Avatar
Tell um get gone, talk cash to get on
Act like they live in a bank like ???
Just delusional, follow the flow I might lose a few
You probably want to kill yourself if you was you
That's why these fake rappers acting like a different person
I kill um softly with my words cuz I know it hurts um
They all salty when a spit my flow in verses
So raise your fist to the sky if you know the purpose
For solidarity, strength and defiance
Bad Karma is my armor, the opposition is silence

(Hook)