| Moshpit 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 soundman 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 ever 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, mixtape to a family | |
| I battled the hustler's hand with my life, gambling | |
| 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 Air | |
| I never thought that life was gonna be this way | |
| But every battle I fight makes me stronger ever day, yes it does | |
| 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 | |
| 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 f**k 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? no love for the enemy, rappers are puppets | |
| Look close just see the cables | |
| Look up you see the hand | |
| Look back you see the labels | |
| De facto lawyer learn to read the fine print | |
| Learned the Latin and Shakespearian that contract's in | |
| Expansion team still scoring at will | |
| Angel's the old Cristo Redentor in Brazil | |
| Even so low the family that I brought is real | |
| F**k the rumours, Dilated got it on lock still | |
| I never thought that life was gonna be this way | |
| But every battle I fight makes me stronger ever day, yes it does | |
| 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 |
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