The Truth feat: Illmaculate & Sapient-Bliss N Eso/Illmaculate/sapient

(feat. ILLmacuLate and Sapient) [Bliss:] Ste right up, take a ringside seat bro At the Hip-Hop big top, midnight freak show Where kids fiend rap dreams that seem majestic Line up at the Zoltar machine to get Big And walk with giants who shake up the system But behind the carnival curtain seet he makeup magicians Wake up and listen, hear what's not for the public's ears Pinocchio poets played by profiting puppeteers Talent sharks want blood, rappers hook them with the Gat Talk See a full fashion show, just look at the catwalk Corporate snaes, boardroom fellas Clowns that rap about their wealth are the fortune tellers From fire flow breathers, come and witness the illuminance To one hit wonder disappearing industry illusionists Ringleaders with whips, quick, the 15 minute fuse is lit My poems paint movie script imagery that's ludicrous From Portland ba*****ts where the rapping is real To sunset beat boxing in the African hills I creep with a pack of dreamers who are deep in the mountain The wildcat trampoolinists who are keeping you bouncing Under the circus my thoughts design the sound effects Jonathan Cash who Walks The Line without net [Hook: Izm, Illmaculate] Before judging me know that I hustle, I work If I sold to someone you knowl try judging them first It's like that till the day I lie under the dirt I speak truth and shouldn't have to rhyme once in a verse The proof is hidden right under my words But to hear it you got to buy some of merch Come get it, we go getters, this cold business Is the reason me and my homies don't kick it and have grown distant Record labels and gold diggers, there's no difference They're both *****es only out for their own interests I'm just another guy that's rapping To justify my action while you run it by your captain What has this even come to You see the end result but don't see the hoops you feel the need to jump through Don't let my speech corrupt you Ignore the wrong and see the right this is leading up to [Hook: Izm, Sapient] This ship's been sunk in an industry of distate and mistrust I rip stage till your ribcage lifts up Trying to blow but the grenade pins stuck Unrightfully so I'm a young likeness of **** To the millions in the scene who try to build it But look like little children bewildered by the king I turn my back to them but I'm guiltess How long I got to milk this before I gain fulfilment of the dream Look Look