Christian Rich - Knight (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1] I elect this man as a product of non interest I knock on wood, asking “Who let the sinners in?” Just a citizen of Caine bearing, Ritalin Ingesting hell-bending lucrative middlemen I'm pulling rice to pay the polar ice I'm chilling in I pulverize with loaded dice to get the children in Cause I despite the guise of life I'm living in and In this city simple singing won't secure a dividend But then I retract, remember my place here That perfect rhyme and deject life I ain't near But I still feel the weight of rain as I idle And I can't hardly wait to reign as an idol But as my eye told, I'm not enough prideful Spawn of several years of false suicidal Thoughts in my brain, thots in the club Sending shocks through my veins As they market the same damn Pleasure that has me losing sleep as well as homies and I can't contain the impulse of the lonely addict So I sit here sipping red wine Relaying the idiosyncrasies of this dark mind [Verse 2] Sometimes I wonder if this all is just a dream Then I remember how I'm bursting at the seams All the stitches were torn when I was forcibly born And though I feel I'm cut off, I sit by the stream Ingesting that water, absorbing that knowledge Let my dark self out if it means being honest, so I love whiskey with pop, I love women on top And I'm an addict at heart – I don't expect it to stop Then I'm talking to her, great girl, great mind She loves hip-hop and Japanese culture good God I gotta wife her, I get to know her real quick Then my brain cuts straight to her on top of my sh**… but it was never that easy, so I Roll with the damages so I critically see That a window once broken is still a perfect opening I cut myself on the shards, to prove I'm holding in At the end of this tunnel is a traffic jam And inside of this bottle, I don't give a damn I leave it open on the counter for the fam Feel free to ignore the mold and all the ants [Outro] Stand in the rain, but don't get showered on Get used to the pain, but don't rely on d** Catch the next coming train, but don't get off at all This mind, this mind Stand in the rain, but don't get showered on Get used to the pain, but don't rely on d** I guess, except for alcohol This mind, this mind This mind, this mind It's mine, it's mine