Shad

Shad - Compromise lyrics

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Verse 1


When I'm writing I repeatedly edit words and rework tracks


I'll admit I'm like the raptors  I got weak first drafts


So when I'm dropping a new flow


It's prolly not all that solid at first post yo might call it Arujo


But ballers I'm prove yo


And in the same way soon the tunes get better


And I polish a juno


Who knows... I might get acknowledged and kudos


It's cool though


Long as I keep rocking a few shows


Not to model some new clothes


Pocket that loot bro


I'm still trying to figure tax. Stocks, and the loopholes


Like wheres the refund? We filed for em'


Deducted from gross? Shouldn't that be taken off the net?


Like child porn


My smile's warn off but I ain't that pissed though


I still got cash and I don't lack distro


And if I didn't I wouldn't change to go bag fistfuls


Of cold green, homie I'm no black minstrel show


Shad just don't compromise...

Chorus


In this life we just can't compromise


It's a fight but we just can't compromise


With our time we just can't compromise


With these rhymes yo I just can't compromise


We just don't compromise...

Verse 2


I'm feeling like the people's champ


See my fans greet


A brother with hugs laughs and daps


They don't yell like banshees


Or stampede


Women ain't gotta dress fancy for the man


Please my listeners understand me


My fight to about this right


What this stand means


It's more than some grand schemes


To hold up a grammy


We fighting in a war that we can't see


My brothers and sisters in this struggle


There's no fans we famil


Same root and branch tree


Listen I'm amped


Keep your hearts warm?


Mines on fire and I'm ancy


I know it's so cliche but I'm angry that some can't eat


Meanwhile I'm letting a damn feast of pastas and canned meats


Rot in my pantry


Like lord please can we speak on this frankly


Like God why you letting this happen?


Amen, he answered, son I'm askin you the same thing


Cause you're supposed to be my servants


Out here working


Like you're my hands reaching out to those that's hurtin


You don't have long on this earth


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Language: English

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