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 [Hook:Aloe Blacc] 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 [Verse 2] 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 [Hook] [Verse 3] 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 [Hook]