"Live Above It" lyrics
(feat. Lavoisier)
(Caine is in the building, nigga)
Uh
I listened to the stereo, right?
And it's like I could see the reason for the stereotype (Huh?)
They say hip-hop is ignorant, we defend it as if it isn't true
Like, what about I start naming cats we don't listen to? (What about him? Pssh)
And I ain't talking 'bout the few who can rhyme
Doing it positive, but you still gotta Google to find
If two rappers are both dope, then who do you sign
When one'll lie for the loot and the other true to his kind?
Who gets the shine when one is willing to do what he's told
And play ball by Satan's rules for the rubies and gold?
The love of money's been implanted in the root of your soul
It's time to fill it and kill it with the truth of shalom
How long have you been told that your worth could be measured in dollars
Like if you have less, you're worth less? Remember, the Father's
Not a respecter of persons, what good is your status
When you're trash on the inside and your heart's full of malice? (Yeah)
They said be that, but I'ma live above it
I am not the bottom, even if I am from it
Homie, I am made in the image of the Lord
I'ma live it and a hater can't tell me nothing
They said "You are nothing but thugs" (I live above it)
"You either on or selling drugs" (I live above it)
"You say you only worth what you got" (I live above it, uh)
I made it through the hell, and I (I live above it, yeah, Laviosier)
See the block is hot and there's a lot on top to go with that
God can help you get a grip and show you how to handle that
I be shining light in places where there ain't no candles at
Street lights nothing on me, show you where the answer's at
Never let a rapper try to tell you how to live, saying that the truth but that ain't what it is
God'll come and fill your life with purpose, it don't really matter how difficult it is
We are "Yes", it is "We are winning", tryna catch time but it keep on slipping
Wanna live good but you keep on sinning, tryna get to heaven, better keep repenting
Put your faith in Jesus, even though know you haven't seen Him yet
Spend more time in prayer 'stead of turning on your TV set
God is real, you ain't gotta beat the rest to be the best
And your mega-global military be that Jesus set
Ow!
They said be that, but I'ma live above it
I am not the bottom, even if I am from it
Homie, I am made in the image of the Lord
I'ma live it and a hater can't tell me nothing
They said "You are nothing but thugs" (I live above it)
"You either on or selling drugs" (I live above it)
"You say you only worth what you got" (I live above it)
I made it through the hell, and I (I live above it, uh)
It's 'bout time we start checking us (Checking us)
And I ain't shutting up 'cause, if you ask me, I ain't said enough (Enough)
If we don't address it, the end of it'll never come (Never come)
We are the ones nothing was ever expected from (Ayy)
We can't keep pushing the blame away (Okay)
Yeah, they're feeding us garbage, but we ain't push the plate away (Nope)
So they gave you gun, you ain't have to shoot me (Nah)
So what, they gave us drugs? You ain't have to sell 'em to me (Come on)
Is it that easy? Like "Give 'em all crack, let 'em deal to brothers"? (Yeah, brothers)
"Give 'em guns, step back, watch 'em kill each other"? (Each other)
Word to Pac, I feel his pain (Pain)
And it's a shame, he said it twelve years ago and it's still the same
We won't even switch the de' and make him pick a different play
'Cause the ones making money often ain't with the change (Yeah)
But God's calling us to live at a higher standard
No matter what the question is, homie, Christ the answer
They said be that, but I'ma live above it
I am not the bottom, even if I am from it
Homie, I am made in the image of the Lord
I'ma live it and a hater can't tell me nothing
They said "You are nothing but thugs" (I live above it)
"You either on or selling drugs" (I live above it)
"You say you only worth what you got" (I live above it)
I made it through the hell, and I (I live above it, uh)
And I hate cats like "Yo, Biz'
Why you hating, man? He's just getting his money
He made it from nothing, he a millionaire"
Homie, what good is a, a successful Black male
If he gets all the the way to the top
And then gives crack all the credit for him getting there?
What's that telling your kids, homie?
When you, when you turn on the TV
And you see the picture of a successful Black male
Like, when I was growing up, it was athletes
That's why we came up tryna ball, we was playing basketball
Football, even baseball, tryna get in the league
'Cause what we saw depicted as successful Black males on TV was athletes
So we was tryna be athletes
Now, the successful Black male is a rapper
Now everybody's tryna be a rapper
But you look at the picture of a successful Black male, homie
And he has
Four-hundred million dollars in his bank account
And he's still a thug, he's still a gangster
He's still a pimp, he's still a drug dealer or a hustler
So what is that telling you? That means
That, that's, that's telling your kids, homie, no matter how much money you get
No matter where you make it in life
You'll always be a drug dealer
You'll always be a hustler, a gangster, a pimp, it's in your DNA
Homie, that ain't in my DNA
That's what you told me I'd be, I'm one of God's children
Get a life, yeah
Bizzle
Uh
I listened to the stereo, right?
And it's like I could see the reason for the stereotype (Huh?)
They say hip-hop is ignorant, we defend it as if it isn't true
Like, what about I start naming cats we don't listen to? (What about him? Pssh)
And I ain't talking 'bout the few who can rhyme
Doing it positive, but you still gotta Google to find
If two rappers are both dope, then who do you sign
When one'll lie for the loot and the other true to his kind?
Who gets the shine when one is willing to do what he's told
And play ball by Satan's rules for the rubies and gold?
The love of money's been implanted in the root of your soul
It's time to fill it and kill it with the truth of shalom
How long have you been told that your worth could be measured in dollars
Like if you have less, you're worth less? Remember, the Father's
Not a respecter of persons, what good is your status
When you're trash on the inside and your heart's full of malice? (Yeah)
They said be that, but I'ma live above it
I am not the bottom, even if I am from it
Homie, I am made in the image of the Lord
I'ma live it and a hater can't tell me nothing
They said "You are nothing but thugs" (I live above it)
"You either on or selling drugs" (I live above it)
"You say you only worth what you got" (I live above it, uh)
I made it through the hell, and I (I live above it, yeah, Laviosier)
See the block is hot and there's a lot on top to go with that
God can help you get a grip and show you how to handle that
I be shining light in places where there ain't no candles at
Street lights nothing on me, show you where the answer's at
Never let a rapper try to tell you how to live, saying that the truth but that ain't what it is
God'll come and fill your life with purpose, it don't really matter how difficult it is
We are "Yes", it is "We are winning", tryna catch time but it keep on slipping
Wanna live good but you keep on sinning, tryna get to heaven, better keep repenting
Put your faith in Jesus, even though know you haven't seen Him yet
Spend more time in prayer 'stead of turning on your TV set
God is real, you ain't gotta beat the rest to be the best
And your mega-global military be that Jesus set
Ow!
They said be that, but I'ma live above it
I am not the bottom, even if I am from it
Homie, I am made in the image of the Lord
I'ma live it and a hater can't tell me nothing
They said "You are nothing but thugs" (I live above it)
"You either on or selling drugs" (I live above it)
"You say you only worth what you got" (I live above it)
I made it through the hell, and I (I live above it, uh)
It's 'bout time we start checking us (Checking us)
And I ain't shutting up 'cause, if you ask me, I ain't said enough (Enough)
If we don't address it, the end of it'll never come (Never come)
We are the ones nothing was ever expected from (Ayy)
We can't keep pushing the blame away (Okay)
Yeah, they're feeding us garbage, but we ain't push the plate away (Nope)
So they gave you gun, you ain't have to shoot me (Nah)
So what, they gave us drugs? You ain't have to sell 'em to me (Come on)
Is it that easy? Like "Give 'em all crack, let 'em deal to brothers"? (Yeah, brothers)
"Give 'em guns, step back, watch 'em kill each other"? (Each other)
Word to Pac, I feel his pain (Pain)
And it's a shame, he said it twelve years ago and it's still the same
We won't even switch the de' and make him pick a different play
'Cause the ones making money often ain't with the change (Yeah)
But God's calling us to live at a higher standard
No matter what the question is, homie, Christ the answer
They said be that, but I'ma live above it
I am not the bottom, even if I am from it
Homie, I am made in the image of the Lord
I'ma live it and a hater can't tell me nothing
They said "You are nothing but thugs" (I live above it)
"You either on or selling drugs" (I live above it)
"You say you only worth what you got" (I live above it)
I made it through the hell, and I (I live above it, uh)
And I hate cats like "Yo, Biz'
Why you hating, man? He's just getting his money
He made it from nothing, he a millionaire"
Homie, what good is a, a successful Black male
If he gets all the the way to the top
And then gives crack all the credit for him getting there?
What's that telling your kids, homie?
When you, when you turn on the TV
And you see the picture of a successful Black male
Like, when I was growing up, it was athletes
That's why we came up tryna ball, we was playing basketball
Football, even baseball, tryna get in the league
'Cause what we saw depicted as successful Black males on TV was athletes
So we was tryna be athletes
Now, the successful Black male is a rapper
Now everybody's tryna be a rapper
But you look at the picture of a successful Black male, homie
And he has
Four-hundred million dollars in his bank account
And he's still a thug, he's still a gangster
He's still a pimp, he's still a drug dealer or a hustler
So what is that telling you? That means
That, that's, that's telling your kids, homie, no matter how much money you get
No matter where you make it in life
You'll always be a drug dealer
You'll always be a hustler, a gangster, a pimp, it's in your DNA
Homie, that ain't in my DNA
That's what you told me I'd be, I'm one of God's children
Get a life, yeah
Bizzle
