[Intro]
Prescription pad in my hand, decisions to make
Sell my soul for a deal or let my truth stay awake?
[Verse 1]
They want me to water it down, make it easy to swallow
Like dad's pharmacy shelves, lined up neat and hollow
Got blacklisted for speaking facts, now they call me toxic
Want me to be basic, basic like some antibiotics
F*ck their sanitized version, I ain't here to please
They can keep their mainstream dreams and their fake disease
Every venue that curved me thought they'd break my stride
But they just gave me ammo for this wild-ass ride
[Chorus]
They prescribe conformity, but I refuse the meds
Rather be authentic than be industry-fed
They say "tone it down," but I'm turning it up instead
Rather be blacklisted than artistically dead
[Verse 2]
Sometimes I catch myself thinking 'bout that sellout cash
Writing softer bars just to make the trauma pass
But that's the syndrome talking, commercial side effects
Got me questioning my worth like some prescription text
Brazilian funk in my blood, Arabic in my veins
Can't dilute this mixture, can't prescribe away the pain
They want me to be their puppet, dance to their white noise
But I'd rather be silenced than become their corporate toy
[Bridge]
Every rejection letter's just another dose
Of reality hitting, keeping me this close
To compromising everything I f*cking stand for
But that bitter pill's one I can't ignore
[Verse 3]
Father taught me healing comes from truth, not masks
So I'm done with all these industry-prescribed tasks
Yeah, I could switch it up, make it radio clean
But I'd rather stay raw than be some watered-down scene
Blacklist me, ban me, try to shut me down
But you can't stop this voice from moving underground
This is pharmaceutical-grade truth I'm spitting
No prescription needed, just real shit I'm hitting
[Outro]
So keep your mainstream deals and your safe space shows
I'll stay authentic while this culture overdose
'Cause I ain't here to please, I'm here to speak it real
That's my prescription, and it's one I'll never steal
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English
[Intro]
Prescription pad in my hand, decisions to make
Sell my soul for a deal or let my truth stay awake?
[Verse 1]
They want me to water it down, make it easy to swallow
Like dad's pharmacy shelves, lined up neat and hollow
Got blacklisted for speaking facts, now they call me toxic
Want me to be basic, basic like some antibiotics
F*ck their sanitized version, I ain't here to please
They can keep their mainstream dreams and their fake disease
Every venue that curved me thought they'd break my stride
But they just gave me ammo for this wild-ass ride
[Chorus]
They prescribe conformity, but I refuse the meds
Rather be authentic than be industry-fed
They say "tone it down," but I'm turning it up instead
Rather be blacklisted than artistically dead
[Verse 2]
Sometimes I catch myself thinking 'bout that sellout cash
Writing softer bars just to make the trauma pass
But that's the syndrome talking, commercial side effects
Got me questioning my worth like some prescription text
Brazilian funk in my blood, Arabic in my veins
Can't dilute this mixture, can't prescribe away the pain
They want me to be their puppet, dance to their white noise
But I'd rather be silenced than become their corporate toy
[Bridge]
Every rejection letter's just another dose
Of reality hitting, keeping me this close
To compromising everything I f*cking stand for
But that bitter pill's one I can't ignore
[Verse 3]
Father taught me healing comes from truth, not masks
So I'm done with all these industry-prescribed tasks
Yeah, I could switch it up, make it radio clean
But I'd rather stay raw than be some watered-down scene
Blacklist me, ban me, try to shut me down
But you can't stop this voice from moving underground
This is pharmaceutical-grade truth I'm spitting
No prescription needed, just real shit I'm hitting
[Outro]
So keep your mainstream deals and your safe space shows
I'll stay authentic while this culture overdose
'Cause I ain't here to please, I'm here to speak it real
That's my prescription, and it's one I'll never steal
Prescription pad in my hand, decisions to make
Sell my soul for a deal or let my truth stay awake?
[Verse 1]
They want me to water it down, make it easy to swallow
Like dad's pharmacy shelves, lined up neat and hollow
Got blacklisted for speaking facts, now they call me toxic
Want me to be basic, basic like some antibiotics
F*ck their sanitized version, I ain't here to please
They can keep their mainstream dreams and their fake disease
Every venue that curved me thought they'd break my stride
But they just gave me ammo for this wild-ass ride
[Chorus]
They prescribe conformity, but I refuse the meds
Rather be authentic than be industry-fed
They say "tone it down," but I'm turning it up instead
Rather be blacklisted than artistically dead
[Verse 2]
Sometimes I catch myself thinking 'bout that sellout cash
Writing softer bars just to make the trauma pass
But that's the syndrome talking, commercial side effects
Got me questioning my worth like some prescription text
Brazilian funk in my blood, Arabic in my veins
Can't dilute this mixture, can't prescribe away the pain
They want me to be their puppet, dance to their white noise
But I'd rather be silenced than become their corporate toy
[Bridge]
Every rejection letter's just another dose
Of reality hitting, keeping me this close
To compromising everything I f*cking stand for
But that bitter pill's one I can't ignore
[Verse 3]
Father taught me healing comes from truth, not masks
So I'm done with all these industry-prescribed tasks
Yeah, I could switch it up, make it radio clean
But I'd rather stay raw than be some watered-down scene
Blacklist me, ban me, try to shut me down
But you can't stop this voice from moving underground
This is pharmaceutical-grade truth I'm spitting
No prescription needed, just real shit I'm hitting
[Outro]
So keep your mainstream deals and your safe space shows
I'll stay authentic while this culture overdose
'Cause I ain't here to please, I'm here to speak it real
That's my prescription, and it's one I'll never steal
Writer: Ivan J.
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC