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a3er - crown (feat. ??????) كلمات أغنية

[intro: aether]
crown me like the king of all i see, just like mufasa did
if i inherit this from who i am, i’m like mufasa’s kid
they wonder why i walk around as if i own the f_cking place
’cause every time i tilt my head, my crown slides on my f_cking face

[verse 1: aether]
i’m a child born of expectations greater than my father could
think of all the times they prophesied that i would raise the world
inherited my namesake like i inherit joshua
if my name means more than anything, they treat me like a conqueror

grew from someone no one loved
to me amassing concubines
my growth is due to me, that’s why
my kukhu said before she died
“out of this bloodline will come someone who dines with kings”
little did she know her luyali was destined for those very things

[verse 2: aether]
destiny’s a word once uttered, i cannot let slip my mind
my wings over icarus, i fly, my heights the sun don’t mind
if we doing myths, i’m atlas, future on my f_cking back
how am i gon’ love the world when it don’t love me f_cking back?

they wonder why i always try to set myself in charge because
i learned early on if you ain’t winning, you already lost
my cause promoted only if i always hold the f_cking power
even if i’m iron, at least i can hold your f_cking flower
d_mn
had a vision when i was little
7 diamonds
triple rings
y’all will know when it come true
i know what it means
i know kukhu rip
i don’t go and dine with kings
the kings come and dine with me

[interlude 1: malcolm x.]
who taught you to hate the color of your hair?
who taught you to hate the color of your skin?
who taught you to hate yourself_
from the top of your head
to the soles of your feet?

no, before you come asking “mr. mohammed, does he teach hate?”
you should ask, who yourself_ who taught you_
to hate being what god made you?

[verse 3: aether]
n_ggas always called me narcissistic, i don’t bother ’cause
for me, better’s more a curse than being useless ever was
i remember elementary, didn’t know what to think
drowning in a sea of caucus, saw my skin, they start to shrink
one of two black kids, the other guy ain’t never f_ck with me
short, unathletic, skinny glasses, opposite what n_ggas be
how n_ggas should
never knew how n_ggas would
’ve learned it from my dad, but he from nakuru
like circumcision, ain’t no hood

[verse 4: aether]
wanted what i wanted, girls, money, and all that other sh_t
knew it’s time to take what i had and make out the most of it
like all the other ugly n_ggas built a personality
difference was genetics in that sh_t, they ain’t match up to me

now i wear the crown, these n_ggas kneeling at my statue
know no one i never met will ever reach my statute
enjoy while you’re ahead, know i’ll eventually pass you (huh)

evangelical pastors see past my present
know knowing your future is more curse than a blessing
’cause when you know millions of lives hang on your message
the thought of f_cking it up is worse than bad, sh_t tragic

[verse 5: aether]
and i stand here on the pinnacle
of how far i’ve come, greater struggles await me
when they said 149 was my iq
that sh_t did more than taint me
but i can’t my experience for making me who i am
truth is every man makes his own type of man
truth is i ain’t drip, drown, or whip no lamb
all i know for sure, this crown weigh heavy on my head (d_mn)

[interlude 2: malcolm x]
when someone comes at you with a gun_
despite the fact that you’ve done nothing_
he tells you: “suffer peacefully” (laughter)

[verse 1: ??????]
i’m still f_cked up from eleven in atlanta
three hoes ain’t enough, girl, i ain’t santa
out the back door, can’t get caught on camera
i can change, i put that sh_t on sandra

[chorus: ??????]
i’m still a good man
i’m still a good man
i’m still capable of being a really good man to you
i swear it’s true

[verse 2: ??????]
still feel a lot of things
i still feel pain
i still see pain
i still sleep pain, eat pain
heart on my sleeve, they should call me t_pain
i still, i’m still a really good man
i’m still (and i apologize)

[verse three: ??????]
look at my life though, show me some courtesy
promise you’re hurting me, promise you’re hurting me
i’m still a good man (and i apologize)

[chorus: ??????]
i’m still a good man
i’m still a good man
i’m still capable of being a really good man to you
i swear it’s true

[instrumental outro]

- a3er

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