Give Praise from Forgotten Gems by Avarice and DJ Promo

Its like a fatal crash recorded on your dash cam/ or in poker reraising capping when u trapped with a bad hand// a variant of kang dangerous with slang/ assorted morbid thoughts funneled to my pen straight from my brain// fuck rap niggas from backpack to  dream hustlers/ yall reverse pivot like brunson when facing substance in the bar construction// ha like big Shannon yelling skip when i hear your shit/ flow softer than the gauze they'll be using on bruises to your skin// huh let me reiterate the level to which I despise/ the frivolous they glamorize, bullshit got incentivized// with promises astounding, so yall lubed up for the pounding, got diddy bopped while the world watched you hoping your accountant// was preparing for the day jig was up and the house of cards fell/ secret recordings released this niggas skirt lifted like a barbell// yo...shit is wild, life 360s at a speed sickly/ the straight and narrow can be tricky as a hesi double cross shifty//*a brief demonstration of what the real really is/the unadulterated raw no cut or filtering//they fabricated and adjacent to the fakest shit/while we were created with this native gift, give praises bitch//*like Nas in belly I'm stoic and it aint really an act/ just been my damn this whole time while they changed up soon as they got a chance// go on and do your thing eventually fate reprimands/ each soul for all they sins regardless of how good you plan// morals get bartered when the chance for wealth seems at hand/ they blurred the target read the fine print and you'll find all the scams// that got hidden  and ready to trap u, why my attitude stank as public bathrooms, left  social media to avoid casuals//the catch 22 if you dont do what they do word its tough to get heard but cant let the weak distract you from what comes natural// they be hoping to catch u in a vulnerable moment/ but either frozen or moonwalking once they become the foes focus//  drug addled minds slower than toddlers dog paddling/  they babbled lies recorded and sold yall a suckas anthem// remixed and rereleased a hundred times with different front men/ they made talent invalid and passive minds rock with the dumb shit// so then what happens is a couple independent thinkers/ link and treat the mainstream to infinite middle fingers// every bar you spit a fragile feat, porzingis/ i manhandle speech over  DJ Promo beats on you niggas// this that raw shit, He-man decapitated by skeletor shit/
for all the blocks like webanyama playing pygmys that wont forfeit// if you could imagine insects viewing humans as higher forces/ thats the situation you facing when we raiding all you roaches//*a brief demonstration of what the real really is/the unadulterated raw no cut or filtering//they fabricated and adjacent to the fakest shit/while we were created with this native gift, give praises bitch//*

• Conscious Rap
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• boom bap
• underground hip hop
• New York