ELMNT - RI$K$ lyrics

rate me

Walking 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