Emɐnuǝl X - Gold Tombs lyrics

Verse 1: ELX In tune with my morals So I'm tuning out the fashions/ Pictures worth a thousand words So I struggle picking captions/ I paint the perfect picture When My words infuse with pa**ion/ But my words don't define me I'm remembered by my actions/ Live and die by the gun When tryna shine like the sun/ But n***as wanna k** me Before I ever have one/ Tryna see the lies I hold visions in my eyes/ They try to blur the line To feel alive before you die/ But what's living? Nice cars and no name/ Perogative the same If not a car, a gold chain/ When I die I'm dying With a clear title/ In a gold tomb With my Chest on The Holy Bible/ Revival of survival Ya soul stole from a rival/ n***as been hatin me Since the Date of my birth arrival/ n***as will talk tough To catapult to catalysts/ But when confronted they'll Convert to a pacifist activist/ Hook Verse 2: ELX Walk not with cowards But Be ya own beacon/ My songs leaking Like p**y on thick puerto ricans/ Rarely features on my jams Cuz I work best alone/ The way I see it, there's only Room for one on the throne/ I keep my own style And never follow people/ Cuz if you follow a person That means you're not their equal/ And if we both bleed Blood we can both die/ But if you kiss anothers Feet you can't kiss the sky/ A slave to consumerism n***a I ain't perfect/ Blow money on Air Jordans But f** it I deserve it/ There's deep meaning in Everything That I do/ So understand the reason I rocc em is deeper than the shoe/ Man, I hate that Societys confined in/ Presidents supposed to lead That raises issues times ten/ f** any man Leading me, Ill never vote/ Cuz that's the way this country keeps a rope Tied around our f**ing throat/