Throne in the shadows - LDN Drill Unit

Описание: Cold in my chest
Ice in my jaw
Pray for my fall
I just pray for a reason to war

Step in, all black fit
Eyes on me, that’s a death wish
Came from a place where the hope turn mist
Now I make pain do backflips
Talk on my name? Then we orbit
Circle his block like a comet
Teeth in the game, I’m a socket
Plug in the rage, then I shock it
Had to eat crumbs from a cracked plate
Now it’s big steak, still a mad face
Old friends talk with a handshakes
Same ones there when the bands break
Heart got colder than North winds
Still got scars when the door swing
Told mum “soon it’ll all ring”
Now my phone jump when the lord sing [choir swell]

Throne in the shadows, crown on a knife
If I bleed for this, then I bleed for life
Came from the bottom, still aiming sky
You can hate my name, but you can’t deny
Throne in the shadows, throne in the shadows
(Yeah) throne in the shadows, throne in the shadows
Hands on my past but I cut those ties
You can hate my name, but you can’t deny

War on my mind, that’s a migraine
Still see ghosts when the lights change
Still see bro in the wide lane
Now all I got is this high frame
Bar for bar, that’s a body count
Every line hit, that’s a polygraph
Truth in the ink when I jot it down
Still hear sirens, I drown ’em out
They want my soul in a Ziploc
I want my fam in a big spot
New plate clean, but the grit not
Still hear pops from the pit stop
Look in my eyes, that’s a war chant
Pray for my ops, they need more chance
I don’t do talk, I do floor plans
Kick down doors, leave ’em off-balance (ay)

Throne in the shadows, crown on a knife
If I bleed for this, then I bleed for life
Came from the bottom, still aiming sky
You can hate my name, but you can’t deny
Throne in the shadows, throne in the shadows
(Yeah) throne in the shadows, throne in the shadows
Hands on my past but I cut those ties
You can hate my name, but you can’t deny

Heart like stone, but it still beat mad
Whole life sharp, can’t feel these jabs
If the reaper call, tell him “hold this slag”
I got one more run, put it all in the bag (skrrt)
Voices in my head like “take that risk”
Voices in my hood like “make that flip”
Voice in my soul like “save that kid”
So I walk that line with a blade on the rim