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Demond Price (born February 16, 1982), known professionally as Conway the Machine (or simply Conway), is an American rapper. Conway was born in Buffalo, New York, and is the older brother of Westside Gunn and cousin of frequent collaborator Benny The Butcher. more »


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Uh, yeah, and eternally, we rise like we live in the skies (uh-huh, uh-huh)
You see me, homie, we don't live in disguise (uh-huh, uh-huh)
So get your blessings, I advise, just a word from the wise
To say your grace, say your grace, say your grace (woo-ooh)
And eternally, we rise like we live in the skies (uh-huh, uh-huh)
You see me homie, we don't live in disguise (uh-huh, uh-huh)
So get your blessings, I advise, just a word from the wise
To say your grace, say your grace, say your grace (woo-ooh) (yeah)

Look, I'm locked in so I ain't have to find a zone (uh-huh)
Ever since me and Con had connected like a spinal bone (what)
Things have aligned properly (what), with no need for chiropractic practice
See, we back in this bitch, I'm in survival mode (let's go)
The heat was on before shit was clickin' like I was lightin' stoves (what)
At times, I turned deaf to my craft, I had my sight withdrawn
Struggled like climbin' Everest, never quit it, I'm hikin' on (let's get it)
Emphatic when pen and paddin' like books and matches
I be strikin' on (what), Unabomber shit, I can type a bomb
And cause a mass evacuation (Come on), of weak rappers up out the building
I know they couldn't surpass my greatness (what)
Shit was foul, never technically got my shot until now
And so I'm here to take (let's get it)
My levels, I assess I'm near the spaceships
Some had loved me, some had judged me, some had feared and hate this
I always kept my pace so my spirit can never break (talk that talk)
When opportunity comes knockin' right at your door
You can't answer it with no hesitation (nah)
I'm on my toes, I'm movin' graciously like a featherweight, and (let's go)
I know precisely that it's my time, I don't do no estimations, nigga
I ain't got no time for no shakiness (nah)
If you know someone that's down and out, then you should play 'em this
And tell 'em keep they patience (keep it)
And I promise God'll bring him everything they pray for
I'm an example of it (what)
When you know it's your time, you gotta take it
At some point, you gotta mask and glove it, let's get it

And eternally, we rise like we live in the skies (uh-huh, uh-huh)
You see me, homie, we don't live in disguise (uh-huh, uh-huh)
So get your blessings, I advise, just a word from the wise
To say your grace, say your grace, say your grace (woo-ooh)
And eternally, we rise like we live in the skies (uh-huh, uh-huh)
You see me homie, we don't live in disguise (uh-huh, uh-huh)
So get your blessings, I advise, just a word from the wise
To say your grace, say your grace, say your grace (woo-ooh)

From the trenches where they let the Draco dump out
Young niggas wettin' shit broad day while the sun out (brr)
Police jump out on us, they guns out
I just hide my bomb on the side of the bando, go hand-in-hand
Until I run out, get in any cypher and let a drum out
And dumb out, had to show DMCs I run house
Shot three times, was in that driver's seat slumped out
'Member the doctor sayin', "your rappin' career is done now"
I was depressed, livin' at Unc house
Sleepin' on his front couch, tryna beat this game of life
It's hard as beatin' Tyson on Tyson's Punch-Out (ha)
But I'm still clocked in, I'm not gon' punch out
Look all the classics I pump out (talk to 'em)
When me and Gunn recorded Hall N Nash at Monk house
Bells Palsy my face, so obviously, I had some doubts
But I wanted to make history, nigga, I ain't want clout
So I kept spittin' like missin' teeth in a drunk's mouth (ha)
Yeah, I was tryna recover from my shootin' (ha)
I wasn't really fuckin' with this music
Then my brother hit me too, and he said, "f*ck it, bro, let's do this
Me and you killin' shit that Monk and Daringer producin'"
Have my injuries, but I don't want no sympathy from it
Just wanna tell my story, hope the world remember me from it
And ever since, I been killin' beats like it's my enemy
Literally, I'm the nigga you can't lyrically f*ck with, nigga

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Written by: Demond Price

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