Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crown Of Thorns, artist - Rakaa. Date of issue: 22.07.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Crown Of Thorns |
| Mosh pit rowdy, party people shouting |
| Crazy in the crowd but the silence is the loudest |
| When Babs cuts the beat my ears still ringing |
| The emptiness is deafening, the houselights beaming |
| And the fans start leaving and the man starts sweeping |
| It all seems surreal like I can’t stop dreaming |
| Bartenders and the sound-man cleaning |
| But minutes ago people were dancing on the ceiling |
| Fiending for that buzz till the dawn breaks night |
| I crash barely with the high but I still take flight |
| Fighting isolation but I won’t chase the fame |
| But moths can’t help it, born to chase the flame |
| Twists up and sips up and to erase the same |
| Darkness served with the bitter taste of pain |
| Raised in Hollywood but real life is more than stranger |
| It’s the sun shining from my California manger |
| I never thought that life was gonna be this way |
| But every battle I fight makes me stronger every day |
| And Lord knows I’ve been through some low valleys |
| Even though my clothes are torn, my pride is strong |
| I’m still king in my crown of thorns |
| I cipher to the team, mix-tape to a family |
| I battle the hustler’s hand with my life dabbling |
| Redirection is the key to fifty-two choose one |
| Baby born with black magic, maybe time to use some |
| Now I’m the only thing stopping me Elders told me «walk free» when they gave me prophecy |
| But that option was not to be Though I did know it can be difficult to talk to me Yeah we could have done more probably |
| But we did what we did do properly |
| Now I’m older than I thought I’d be |
| I’m holding less property and money flowing awkwardly |
| But blessed with a spiritual empire |
| Inspired to purify em, I just fan the flames and fuel the fire |
| Tick-tock, no time to live life scared |
| Spread my arms like Christian Hosoi, Christ yeah |
| In the room full of mirrors I sit and reflect |
| So I can correct any defects |
| Ev told me I could be more emo |
| Then I just laughed and said fuck that, we need more Primo |
| He nodded in agreement, ashes on the cement |
| Feet to the pavement walking on the deep end |
| Messiah footprints all over the industry |
| Hennessy numb, no love for the enemy, rappers are puppets |
| Look close, you’ll see the cables |
| Look up, you’ll see the hand |
| Look back, you’ll see the labels |
| De facto lawyer learn to read the fine print |
| Learned the Latin and Shakespearian that contracts in Expansion team still scoring at will |
| Angel’s the old crisco but then tour in Brazil |
| Even so low the family that I brought is real |
| Fuck the rumors, Dilated got it on lock still |