Iamrayjohn, Jvill, J.Alpha-One - DIE for Lyrics

I had thoughts being global
I had thoughts being a mogul
Then I’ve come to realize with myself
Maybe we’re just not supposed to
Idolizing all these false prophets
Falling into all these dumb topics
Going broke after one shopping
Like we’re supposed to
That's what we chose to
This is the system we paid for
What’s trending
Nones original this is the shit that we fell for
I’m on my own
Most of you cynical
Everyones doing the same thing like its a ritual
Caught up in all of the hype
Brains paralytical
Fucking shits pitiful
How the hell you gon’ come up
Get up far up in the game
Out here getting mad love
When your fucking bars are lame
Me and you are not the same
My lyrics have content
Heart in my bars you’re spitting non sense
Truth in my lyrics
While yours comes from horse shit
Take this shit personal
This is a direct diss
If you’re repping Guams HipHop
Let’s stand and correct this
My fucking objective
To put class back in our culture
Keep Guam hiphop protected
Keep Guam hiphop respected
All the money in the world
This is what we fight for
The army out with guns
Coming in to wage war
But if you had it all
Would you still want more
But is it worth it all
Something you would die for
That ‘09 lyrical shit
Nobody was bumpin it
Now a native turned 26
Everybody is lovin it
That fuck talk, that drug talk
Pull up to your door with that gun talk
That buttstock gon hit your face
Put you at the end of my gun shots
Like damn
What’s got you thinkin that you be the man?
You ain’t even got a plan
Sit down try to understand
What’s that new wave?
Y’all ain’t listen to Lupe
Y’all listen to new Ye
Your favorite rapper soundin like you bumpin Bobby Boucher
Rap game and you my waterboy
I play the field
These bitches bustin tricks
You ain’t copperfield
Tryna fuck the whole game up
Not just cop a feel
Killin all you whack bitches
This is slaughter-VILL
Man, it’s seemin like you bitches only like it when I pop a pill
Never when I say what’s real
Better talkin bout these bitches sucking on cock and still
I gotta rep the vill
Y’all ain’t ever satisfied
All the money in the world
This is what we fight for
The army out with guns
Coming in to wage war
But if you had it all
Would you still want more
But is it worth it all
Something you would die for
“Wow, damn, coming from you?
Tell me why you jokingly
Think i am destined to lose?
Yeah they couldn’t see the vision
Different angle of views
Ohh dats word up to meta , my native
“Nobody knew”
And you still won’t get it
Everything I’ve written
Every rhyme, line, sentence
Can’t deny my presence
Mixing pain with passion
On some shit you couldn’t fathom
Keepin’ guam hiphop alive
Til’ the closing of my casket
Told me i should quit
Find another route
(Not astound)
Shoot my shot
Fired a hunnit rounds
(Thunder sounds)
Blood, sweat, fears
As i pave my own
(Milestones)
True to myself
I can’t sell my soul
(Never no)
Up shits creek
Imma make my climb
Imma rip these mics
Til’ i’m on clout 9
As i look to the sky
Ask why lord?
Will i soar?
And by force ,to be a legend
Only shit i’ll die for”

I had thoughts being global
I had thoughts being a mogul
Then I’ve come to realize with myself
Maybe we’re just not supposed to
Idolizing all these false prophets
Falling into all these dumb topics
Going broke after one shopping
Like we’re supposed to
That's what we chose to
This is the system we paid for
What’s trending
Nones original this is the shit that we fell for
I’m on my own
Most of you cynical
Everyones doing the same thing like its a ritual
Caught up in all of the hype
Brains paralytical
Fucking shits pitiful
How the hell you gon’ come up
Get up far up in the game
Out here getting mad love
When your fucking bars are lame
Me and you are not the same
My lyrics have content
Heart in my bars you’re spitting non sense
Truth in my lyrics
While yours comes from horse shit
Take this shit personal
This is a direct diss
If you’re repping Guams HipHop
Let’s stand and correct this
My fucking objective
To put class back in our culture
Keep Guam hiphop protected
Keep Guam hiphop respected
All the money in the world
This is what we fight for
The army out with guns
Coming in to wage war
But if you had it all
Would you still want more
But is it worth it all
Something you would die for
That ‘09 lyrical shit
Nobody was bumpin it
Now a native turned 26
Everybody is lovin it
That fuck talk, that drug talk
Pull up to your door with that gun talk
That buttstock gon hit your face
Put you at the end of my gun shots
Like damn
What’s got you thinkin that you be the man?
You ain’t even got a plan
Sit down try to understand
What’s that new wave?
Y’all ain’t listen to Lupe
Y’all listen to new Ye
Your favorite rapper soundin like you bumpin Bobby Boucher
Rap game and you my waterboy
I play the field
These bitches bustin tricks
You ain’t copperfield
Tryna fuck the whole game up
Not just cop a feel
Killin all you whack bitches
This is slaughter-VILL
Man, it’s seemin like you bitches only like it when I pop a pill
Never when I say what’s real
Better talkin bout these bitches sucking on cock and still
I gotta rep the vill
Y’all ain’t ever satisfied
All the money in the world
This is what we fight for
The army out with guns
Coming in to wage war
But if you had it all
Would you still want more
But is it worth it all
Something you would die for
“Wow, damn, coming from you?
Tell me why you jokingly
Think i am destined to lose?
Yeah they couldn’t see the vision
Different angle of views
Ohh dats word up to meta , my native
“Nobody knew”
And you still won’t get it
Everything I’ve written
Every rhyme, line, sentence
Can’t deny my presence
Mixing pain with passion
On some shit you couldn’t fathom
Keepin’ guam hiphop alive
Til’ the closing of my casket
Told me i should quit
Find another route
(Not astound)
Shoot my shot
Fired a hunnit rounds
(Thunder sounds)
Blood, sweat, fears
As i pave my own
(Milestones)
True to myself
I can’t sell my soul
(Never no)
Up shits creek
Imma make my climb
Imma rip these mics
Til’ i’m on clout 9
As i look to the sky
Ask why lord?
Will i soar?
And by force ,to be a legend
Only shit i’ll die for”