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Istics
Hip-Hop/Rap
Istics was released on June 4, 2026 by Lifted Productions as a part of the album Istics - Single
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Release DateJune 4, 2026
LabelLifted Productions
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM171

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
LiftedPro
LiftedPro
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nigel Dante Jordan
Nigel Dante Jordan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LiftedPro
LiftedPro
Producer, Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Miraculous
Rap activist
Back in this
To give you cats some nip
Pussys
Don't end up with a fractured rib
Like Adam did
Remain passionate
While the sane are
Slashin' wrists
We wonder what our government's tactic is
But it's past being pacifists
Time for action quick
Boot down the door
Or we'll blast this bitch
Hold it down with some casket grip
No peace when police dogs teeth gnash and rip
They tear em to tears
From crisis to crying
Vulnerable to dishonored and dying
Lifelessly complying
The price of these Narcan reviving
OD to emerge
Three times
One night in
So I stay on a mic binge
That's why spittin' is my specialty
But why are these bitches bringing out the aggressive me
That degree is gonna cost
You think a test is free
We be paying out the rectum cheese
Then come those collection fees
The fucker's texting me at threeam
Just to mess with me
I can barely afford to pay rent you creep
Work endlessly relentlessly
Just to know you'll never own a home
Or survive off a pension
Please
This tension needs release
We need action
Not another tax scam
As if a country with this low of population
Is gonna be changing any carbon costs
Across all nations
Time for home invasions
You think it's your God given right
To own so many vacant vacation places
Sounds like someone's confusing
What it means to succeed
And what it means to use greed
You mixed up excess with success
And think you blow by in a flashy whip
It makes you suck less
God bless your delusional ass
If you don't think that y'all abusing ya cash
Just keep moving on past
I'm hoping for the best but I'm assuming the bad
Cause humans are mad
Crazy as deez nuts
Me myself and I we don't give three fucks
But we give free hugs
Book! Book! bitch
Can you come and read these slugs
There's a name for every politician on each one
Goes with fentanyl prescription
Of their knee deep drugs
Pass the ox for your thoughts
We don't need these plugs
Can you please keep up
Gotta make it to the top of the summit
Before we plummet
And we in the trees stuck, fuck
Nobody looking at how we're gonna survive
They'll say no buddy be alive
Maybe they are but they're just disguised
And still they thrive
Feeding off will that their skills provide
Go hide cause the hills have eyes
Mind to mind we can teach you how to
How to feeble your ego
And kill your pride
But keep stepping with resilient stride
And be accepting that you're just one of
Eight billion lives
Just a speck on the wall of a civilian fly
In a building high
On a crumb from some bum who just spilled his pie
In the slums across from the jump where the children climb
All that hanging from the collar of the cat from men in black
It's time we send em back
To rap off the top of the dome like I had a pen in hat
And I couldn't keep the lid on with seven caps
Off the head in fact
That shit don't sound the same when I read it back
Off the top I let it snap
Can't stop it dead in tracks
Always cut-tin' a better line
I'll never get in back
So send him at
Whoever want it and taunted with all that
Flaunting bullshit
It's gon' be gone bitch
Written by: Nigel Dante Jordan
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