ELMNT - RI$K$ lyrics
rate meWalking this lonely road, should’ve picked to tare
All of this rain falling down, could’ve been content
To a continent with no consent, with no set
Inside of my pockets, it’s next to the lit
Should I have felt fear, why is there no one here?
Where is there still no headlights flickering in my rear?
And no competition, I feel them still snickering in my ear
Is it really ‘cause all of this opposition can’t interfere?
Then my condition has taken this expedition
You try to open my book while I’m making this next edition and appear
People change in position and career
We’re making them take more than this new edition in a year
It is fear and you’re trying to fit a square in a circle, it ain’t clear
That’s my people, all they do…accept for myself…
Used to tell them I stopped an army with spears to end up as pioneer
I’d rather die for my word then live as a lying queer
For the mere thought of not coming close to my frontier
This is a loo to the real, a promise to keep pushing both of my boots till they hear for my truths
Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn
More concerned with this money being returned
And to return this money that I earn
ODP, ODP, they told me to wait my turn
Wanna be 43, still telling little suburban teens
About my … approach me with smart paper
Just watch it with potpourri, rock solid I mold to be
Pace your live before they DIE, live fast die young
See ID, I could’ve been something they expected me to be
I always kept to my own EYE until I DIE
Meet Ali and ask a legend how it is to be the best to lead this nation
Of people with the beat inside your chest
So watch your throne get overthrown by these immigrants, they used up
Listen to the bells selling pills and hoping I make enough
To dive in this bed of pillows
But it’s out and close, stressing about closest
Stiletto hill, life’s a bitch, buy her a gown, let it unfold
Tell her she loots stunning, Bonnie and Clyde riding this bitch through the weather
Thundering down like it’s nothing down, focus on miles cool as a breeze
And the jacks kept gunning
1000 MC’s like trees blowing their leaves to block our sun in
Nothing can stop a runaway on this one way road to becoming than one name in this game
Where everybody’s cold train, everybody’s soul hangs low and …
But it ain’t no rule where I can go and risk it ain’t the road to keep this fucking handle