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lyrics
(Intro - Kleenkut)
Reasons for living caught on despair and disdain?
Thinking loneliness will be the only thing we can claim
And take to our graves, with mistreatment killing the urge
In search of presenting this world our true worth!
(Verse - Kleenkut)
A mentor told me, anger is having your fist clenched
Which meant you can't hold onto being upset or vexed
But the same grip on the mic I wrap around
Is what I'll use to punch emcees in the mouth and shut em down
Worked out, lifting weight off like a bench press
but Drent expressed "somethings are better left unsaid"
Which makes sense, in my head, a saying I believe
But to his disbelief this time I gotta disagree
To remember me, I'm addressing this nonsense
on this topic everyone's dodging, let me be honest
First to hip hop, I'm sorry I wandered off, got lost
Left it all, didn't stick, move, or ever fought
Doesn't mean I'm loveless, over all I love this
I hate to watch life abuse your culture with injustice
Sucker emcees, we're back together like venom
Reuniting his symbiote after spider man thought he dead him
(Hook - DRENT)
Ya’ll write schemes and hooks, it's all about the bars
But when you fade away, no one knows who you are
Passing of the torch isn't something you can inherit
Legends never die...they don't stay in remembrance
We write dreams and push every once til we fall
But when you speak for the dead, they don't have to respond
Passing of the torch isn't something you can inherit
Legends never die...they don't stay in remembrance
(Verse - Kleenkut)
Every mic I get on, anywhere, I rep Providence
Yet not once, do people even acknowledge it
Preposterous they consciously disguise obnoxiousness
As an arrogant attitude covered in false confidence
A facade, a ruse they play, it's all a game
Like everyone else, whats original if you act the same?
It's stupid to catch side looks from the scene
"Man, they shout you out on stage but they don’t call you Kleen"
It's not about your creative bars, rather your intention
Details you've penned in, hows your audience affected
Can we sense your affection? How long were you pensive?
Are you approaching honestly or only seeking attention?
Disappointed this has to be brought up or even mentioned
But I'm tired of half assed writing by marks in question
Who misunderstand tension and run on like long sentence
It's never about aggression, it's about how you finesse it
(Hook - DRENT)
Ya’ll write schemes and hooks, it's all about the bars
But when you fade away, no one knows who you are
Passing of the torch isn't something you can inherit
Legends never die...they don't stay in remembrance
We write dreams and push every once til we fall
But when you speak for the dead, they don't have to respond
Passing of the torch isn't something you can inherit
Legends never die...they don't stay in remembrance
(Verse - Kleenkut)
Exposing who should be your heroes, with malice and scorn
I'm tired and torn from being ignored and even bored
By rappers who claim they're hot, are actually lukewarm
With forced rhymes mispronounced but they proudly endorsed
Thinking they're better than me, having no way to fucking prove it
With wack attempts, cheap results that seem useless
And it bothers me they preach quality like top scholars
But dumb down lyrics in attempts to double dollars
Now that's worthless, forgettable hooks, feeble verses,
Off dubs under the surface, and production is a disservice
What do I improve if I'm already the best?
Truth is...I've mastered most need several attempts
Despite intent, delusions can't cash reality checks
So I've come to push weakness out like last reps
Not feeling anyone, stiffens necks like rigor mortis
Time to put you guys away for a while like rented storage
(Hook - DRENT)
Ya’ll write schemes and hooks, it's all about the bars
But when you fade away, no one knows who you are
Passing of the torch isn't something you can inherit
Legends never die...they don't stay in remembrance
We write dreams and push every once til we fall
But when you speak for the dead, they don't have to respond
Passing of the torch isn't something you can inherit
Legends never die...they don't stay in remembrance
credits
from CRUEL HAND / CRUEL WORLD,
released May 1, 2018
All songs/lyrics written by ILLwords (Owen "Drent" & Christopher "Kleenkut" Collado)
Produced by Tony Mahoney
Recorded @ DNGR Studios by Nicholas "DJ Head Honcho" Sorel in Warwick, RI
Mixing & Mastering by Nicholas "DJ Head Honcho" Sorel @ DNGR Studios
DRENT & Kleenkut a.k.a. ILLiterate Wordsmiths aren't just a play on words. ILL WORDS are a deadly combination of haymakers, hard hitting punchlines, boom bap beats, and knock out performances that'll make any MC hit the deck!
