Lyrics Triumph - Lack Of Afro

Triumph

One, two, it’s Ric Flo
Lack of Afro
(But you know I’m not lacking, right?)
Yeah
Uh, check, uh
The back of the bus activist
Rosa Parks flow with a twist
The nonchalant analyst
If you’ve got an idea, I’ll be the catalyst to pattern it
Spark the brain fo 2pocalypse
Change can’t remain anonymous
From a background where statistics are horrid
I can’t be a victim to a system
That’s broken, rotten, I gotta exhibit my own
Tate Modern
Turn scars to art, spark darkness
Awaken lost fathers (Fuck 'em)
Break the cycle, reinvent the fruit of the youth
Let resilience take the title
Vital, more grooves than what meets the vinyl
You’re just scratching on the surface
Mind churns, the world turns
Money to earn, heartbeats, eat, sleep to beats
And write the wizard’s wordsworths
Real recognise real, vocabulary spills ill
Fuck what you heard, trust
Triumphant, we does this
Flow to bad up the function
Bring the fire to the bunsen
Inspiration is fleeting
Allow that, we put the work in, work it
Country bumpkin, outsider street fighter
Tell tales, Pied Piper, light writer, graphic designer
Artistic, dyslexic like Einstein
So I’m fine, bright mind
Imaginative and feeling fantastic
Rectifying bad habits, realising the math and the mechanics
Uh, my body’s my temple, world is the palace
Cupping the mic like a chalice
In Wonderland like Alice
The reflection of intention, creation is magic, yeah
Triumphant, we does this
Flow to bad up the function
Bring the fire to the bunsen
Inspiration is fleeting
Allow that, we put the work in, work it
Battle the field, in one small victory
Focus your mind, destine your history
The world is yours, be sure to make the most of it
'Cause triumph is gold, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The earth’s my residence
Between the margin lies the sentence
Now hold me to my bars even when I’m in Heaven
Or cooking up hell, which playground?
Time will tell
Until then I’m fresh to death, in my human shell
Elevated, leaving gold dust, you’re free to take it
The world is yours, make the most, rake it
With the intention of planting a seed
'Cause if you don’t grow a tree
What have you achieved?
Triumphant, we does this
Flow to bad up the function
Bring the fire to the bunsen
Inspiration is fleeting
Allow that, we put the work in, work it