The IV Songtext - Braille

The IV - Braille

Yeah, so huh, we got this thing here
The IV
Yeah yea Braille Brizzy in the place
Like this the IV
Defines my name

Lyricism don't sell no more
That's what they say but I just ignore it
I won't forfeit, I push forward
The fourth record, this is a force to be reckoned with
I'm like a wrecking ball tearing down the wall
Kick open the door when I step to the bass drum
Passion in my lungs, spit till my face is numb, worldwide
But I'll never forget where I came from
I'm going long-distance with short circuits
I'll leave behind more money for more purpose
Have you ever heard an emcee like this?
I tell it how I see it like an eyewitness
Then I broadcast all the true facts
12 years in the game, walking a narrow path
Climbing uphill, this is dedication
Constant elevation, bringing the medication

You didn't know you could be the IV did you?
The solution to the social issues is you, it's me too
If you have the ability to respond, then it's your responsibility
Excuses are useless, the truth is it takes more than music to bring forth improvement to this
Jungles of concrete, the streets are John Blaze
The beats rotate on plates, I speak faith
Over the most hopeless circumstances
Advance with perseverance and stay focused
Take notice, the tapes rolling, smile for the camera
High caliber, mark your calendar

Revolutionary lyricism, flowing poetic
The dialect you'd expect from my genetic inheritance
Confidence and arrogance are opposites
I'm offering concoctions of hotness, rescue the hostage
Hostile with hot styles in piles and piles
Travel many miles to arrive right here
And survive through the torture and treachery
I battle principalities with spiritual weaponry
My technique, pose threats like four techs, I blow sets
Explosive, I'm on deck, it's code red
I touch your brain through your forehead with forceps
Squeeze minds instead of triggers
I'm on a mission, fully automatic, with phonographic static
Opponents mad at it, take them out like bad habits
Savage on tracks with milliliters of spit
That blast faster than gats or millimeters with clips
You feel the beat when it hits cause Marco Polo did it
My only limit is the flesh but my soul's infinite
Eternal life and internal peace
I was infected with sin but I found the IV


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