Power

Lyrics

[Intro: Illy] Yeah, Illy Illy, uncle 6 Dog Stand the fuck up, cunts Yeah [Verse 1: Illy] And I hear motherfuckers dissing me, tryna bait me or battle me Berate me to rattle me, it's pitiful Already gave a few K to charity, so I ain't giving any leg ups To any fuckheads calling me faggot switch up your strategy Like "Shoosh cunt", it's hard to keep it passive every day When you're incessantly attacked for every action that you take Every statement, every track, though I brag you can't escape The fact, my arrogance is purely my reaction to the hate 'Cause I would never step on people's toes For real, I think it's honestly 'cause nobody expected me to blow up, but In 30 months I've gone from practically unknown To practically the biggest fucking name without a plaque to show But some don't matter what I give it, I could wrap it up and gift it They'd skip it and say whoever on the track with me ripped it Same way they say my album missed and actually think Someone who's only heard hit singles has a valid opinion, nah I hate feeling like I need to justify this, like Because I'm doing must be writing just so fuckers buy it What a cop out, haters brush aside my sacrifices Tall poppies in a sea of ply punching pirates Came up in the scene, paved my route From seventeen I been giggin', thought I paid my dues Only took a few rave reviews, a Triple J play or two For all the knives to aim at guess who, fuck am I to do? I don't beg no one for help for shit that I can fix And I don't blame nobody else for sitches that I find I'm in Ain't never withheld admiration for the pioneers or kings So why the fuck would I begin to, I just do my thing All haters got for their venom is jealous talks Fuck a twenty for their disc, ain't got a penny for their thoughts When I'm questioned with hate my only answer is love Forward slash Illyal, tell 'em Stand The Fuck Up, right [Verse 2: 360] Ayo, my plan is unstuck And when they question who the best is, yo, the answer comes up With 360, check the madness uncut Yo, I said Please Be Seated but Stand The Fuck Up, yeah I was smart to give a taste in what I'm gonna do So sit and watch and see lotta dudes follow suit I understand if it's not for you, true But I wrote it for myself and it's exactly what I wanted to I got a name from the battle scene, battle scene I got featured in some magazines, magazines Just another kid who had a dream, but see I'm knowin' where I came from, I'ma never stop battling Shut the fuck up haters Yo, I can't battle someone nameless just to make another dumb cunt famous I'm living in the twilight zone Where we treatin' every battle like it's fight night though And I'm winnin', I will never let the limelight go But yo, I seen a lot of styles, gotta find my own But conform to what you want, I'd rather slice my throat And when it comes to business, I mind my own See it's not quite underground, not quite pop And it's not quite indie and it's not quite rock, no I never listen, doin' [?] And keepin' everybody happy, yo it's not my job, no So you can have fans that like it Then they turn their back on you the second that the masses find it But not knowin' that you made a lotta sacrifices But when the haters get you down, let 'em go, you don't have to fight it Uh, I'm a believer in good music If I like the beat, fuck the politics, I should use it Yeah, them times were raw But it's 2011 and these motherfuckers rappin' like it's '94 You can never go dispute my fuckin' passion for it I enjoy making songs that have a catchy chorus Never lackin' in my raps at all, plus I am always energetic, never see me give a flat performance [Outro: 360] That's power, bitch!