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Stream Bas' new Spotify podcast 'The Messenger': https://smarturl.it/TheMessengerPodcast Stream Bas & The Hics' 'Smoke From Fire' here: https://smarturl.it/SmokeFromFire Follow Bas: / bas / bas / fiendbassy Follow The Hics: https://thehics.com https://www.instagram.com / wearethehics / the_hics #Bas #TheHics #SmokeFromFire Smoke From Fire I still hear a lot of too high to riot They study me like recitals Im flattered I am an Idol That mean I am inspiring growth I am beside of myself Spirit has split from the host nigga this isn’t a bost I have been giving the most go thru my body of work That's a lot of hours fears pride insomnia workin That's true They might see the dirt true they gone see the work too Don't forget to look up at the stars my boy You niggas washed I could help you wit them bars my boy Just hit up oakshades send the check, heard? I'm the best out I wanna be the best heard put my life into song trying to get heard just to Die 100 times like its westworld, damn I got my city on my shoulders I gotta work work work Don’t want no pity ima soldier I gotta work work work I got my city on my shoulders I gotta work work work Don’t want no pity ima soldier I gotta work work Still I rise still i rise still i rise Still And kicking down doors when they hold keys And put em in places we won't reach Weak niggas falling for the okie Cause there ain't no place that we won't reach Hate your own skin n put on bleach Hard not to feel pity for those people Heavy the world with its bold evils I wish you could unsee I look at the magazine covers, but they don't have this color would you still call me a thug? if i aint have this color that shit rhetorical boy please Lessons we learned since like Rhodesia Cause black in this world never known peace Closest we came was a cold breeze on the plantation For the OGs we demand payment fuck the police get no damn statement its lawyer money in my bank statement, yea hanging with killers, parolees i told em i got em i got em i heard the top can get lonely Well so is the bottom no problem, nigga yea