Purified Kings

Now what’s worse, that I believed it or didn’t see it?
This life is clergical, some how I’m the only one to lead it
I smile and try to relieve it, as my disciples read it
This bible’s a bibliography but I can’t even read it
I see my life in it, I see my death after
I see my future planned out throughout the next chapter
We all the best rappers, all got the best flows
It’s all standard man like 2 hands and 10 toes
Now what you do with it, puts the “you” in it
I stand amid the evil, lead and be true with it
Too many educated minds use their lines and they time
To design what they call the life of crime
By stepping for the blind, and luring in the deaf
The rates of these tickets is rising like it’s life or death
I’d like to make it less, but I’d like to keep my job
Became a king remain a king, I leave it up to God

But God damn, here it goes again
This round table got me feeling closed in
Feeling like my nose in, with no sin
That’s line for line I write it until my end
Word for word, until my mind becomes a verb
And my words become a speech, someone let me off a leash
Someone undress my sheath, put my sword in my sheets
Lord please, it’s death or my dreams

(Hook)
These days we play and we roam
We pray but they stay on the throne
We know, don’t trust but your home
Gotta, reach up, keep up and keep on
These songs, and these battles
Let it shine, we climb from the shadows
Sing, and feel the glory ya’ll bring
Hands down, we the purified kings

As long as I remain honest, then I can make a promise
Not to change the game but change the way they look upon us
So to be honest, this industry is a war zone
Frightened and fighting to treat it like it’s your throne
I try to refrain from making singles, I want albums
I want millions I want ours, respect with less power
Impress with less stress, follow steps of my idols
But a king is only a king if he’s given the title
I know vision is vital, my drive to say the least
But a part of me still wonders if I should quit to find peace
To try to define me, without defining a dream
And is this album what I’m about or is this just “My Dreams?”
I’m dying to find relief, my second record this year
Every decision I’m making in here could make or break my career
My career, can’t even call it a job
Became a king remain a king, I leave it up to God

But God please, on my knees
Can’t beg but this is all that I need
Are you calling on me? Stop falling on me
Lord please, it’s death or my dreams
Cover nothing, it’s love or nothing
Give me something, am I standing up for something?
And I, know you got it can you share it with me?
Lord please, for the American Dreams

(Hook)
These days we play and we roam
We pray but they stay on the throne
We know, don’t trust but your home
Gotta, reach up, keep up and keep on
These songs, and these battles
Let it shine, we climb from the shadows
Sing, and feel the glory ya’ll bring
Hands down, we the purified kings