Raise The Bar

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Raise the BAR, raise the BAR, raise the BAR, push it

Raise the BAR, raise the BAR, raise the BAR, push it

Raise the BAR like a deadlift, raise the BAR like a bench press

This gladiator flow, everywhere we go, God level to the trenches

I treat the rap game like I'm in the gym

Every set, every rep, pushing through the pain

Whole lot of weight on my shoulders

If it's mind over muscle, I've been getting gains

They been saying pressure bust pipes

But to me, pressure turn me to a beast

I'm a 3-3-7 gorilla, sit me at the table and I'm gone eat

Grown man stuntin' like Jackie Chan, play my cards with the blackest hand

Don't fuck with the fam or the finances

One phone call turn this bitch to Pakistan

I cut bullshit from my diet

You might feel froggy nigga, but don't try it

We told you to get your mind right before so

Don't make us start another Southwest Riot

This is just iron sharpening iron

Watching you niggas just fall apart

I picked the pieces up and built myself back together

Hardbody, Tony Stark

Now I've been knocking shit out the park

No steroids, this shit come from repetition

Niggas never been on my level

Keep the competition out your mentions, bitch

My vocab be on Creatine, my rap IQ is at 210

Don't let the nickname fool you

Mr. Phat, but I'm swole with a pen

I told you niggas, then I showed you again

you ain't cut like that, bitch, I'm the truth

And you too late, cause ain't no spotters gone watch that weight

when you step in that booth Ughhh

Raise the BAR, raise the BAR, raise the BAR, push it

Raise the BAR, raise the BAR, raise the BAR, push it

Raise the BAR like a deadlift, raise the BAR like a bench press

This gladiator flow, everywhere we go, God level to the trenches

Raise the BAR, raise the BAR, raise the BAR, push it

Raise the BAR, raise the BAR, raise the BAR, push it

Raise the bar like a shot glass, raise the bar like a toast

You don't raise the bar how I raise the bar, cause I raise that shit the most

Let me cook Phat, I got a pan of grease heatin

J-S.A.N.D. is a beast, but Sand is a nigga that niggas can't stand to see eatin

Now I'm not a judge, but I got the power to make niggas stand and be seated

Then get on the track and teach them how to get away with murder, Annalise Keating

You ain't from where I'm from

I wouldn't expect you to quite understand what the bottom is

Nigga, I had to raise the bar just to climb to the top of a pit that was bottomless

Back in college, I majored political science to navigate industry politics

So when they try to stop the kid

I can still move the needle like I'm a phlebotomist

And see the problem is, these niggas ain't bout what they spittin

I really doubt how they livin

They be betrayin' the part that they play in they bars and end up behind bars of a prison

It's hardly Authentic

Tryna come spar with J-S.A.N.D. would not be a smart move

Cause I really do this yeah

Bitch, I was passin' out bars before I went to law school

See, my shit just a bit more smarter

And my bars hit a lit more harder

And the way I be raisin' the bar, baby

You would think I was Big Moe father

And I still raise the bar like I'm bench pressin

Nigga, I'm really him and it's impressive

For the people that been guessin

Would J-S.A.N.D. ever not do it big

Is a trick question, bitch, I know how to

Raise the BAR, raise the BAR, raise the BAR, push it,

Raise the BAR, raise the BAR, raise the BAR, push it

Raise the BAR like a deadlift, raise the BAR like a bench press

This gladiator flow, everywhere we go, God level to the trenches

Raise the BAR, raise the BAR, raise the BAR, push it,

Raise the BAR, raise the BAR, raise the BAR, push it

Raise the bar like a shot glass, raise the bar like a toast

You don't raise the bar how I raise the bar, cause I raise that shit the most

We in the dungeon workin' like madmen

Every verse is just like another plate

It's despicable how you imbeciles try to compete with these heavyweights

This is form over weight

You do the work, you can't bargain

Triple six muscle fiber, all carbon

Tryin' to keep up with this training might fuck up your organs

I beg your pardon

I know they don't wanna spar son,(they dont)

They shit is just not up to par, son (its not)

You could never go bar for bar, cause niggas don't understand that I am barre none

So if you gon' step in the gym with me, tryna raise a bar

Make sure you don't slam the mat, it's J-S.A.N.D. & Phat

Now how the hell them baw gon' handle that

Well they can't in fact, they don't know how to

Raise the BAR, raise the BAR, raise the BAR, push it