Triumph - Lack Of Afro

One, two, it’s Ric Flo

Lack of Afro

(But you know I’m not lacking, right?)

Yeah

Uh, check, uh

The back of the bus activist

Rosa Parks flow with a twist

The nonchalant analyst

If you’ve got an idea, I’ll be the catalyst to pattern it

Spark the brain fo 2pocalypse

Change can’t remain anonymous

From a background where statistics are horrid

I can’t be a victim to a system

That’s broken, rotten, I gotta exhibit my own

Tate Modern

Turn scars to art, spark darkness

Awaken lost fathers (Fuck 'em)

Break the cycle, reinvent the fruit of the youth

Let resilience take the title

Vital, more grooves than what meets the vinyl

You’re just scratching on the surface

Mind churns, the world turns

Money to earn, heartbeats, eat, sleep to beats

And write the wizard’s wordsworths

Real recognise real, vocabulary spills ill

Fuck what you heard, trust

Triumphant, we does this

Flow to bad up the function

Bring the fire to the bunsen

Inspiration is fleeting

Allow that, we put the work in, work it

Country bumpkin, outsider street fighter

Tell tales, Pied Piper, light writer, graphic designer

Artistic, dyslexic like Einstein

So I’m fine, bright mind

Imaginative and feeling fantastic

Rectifying bad habits, realising the math and the mechanics

Uh, my body’s my temple, world is the palace

Cupping the mic like a chalice

In Wonderland like Alice

The reflection of intention, creation is magic, yeah

Triumphant, we does this

Flow to bad up the function

Bring the fire to the bunsen

Inspiration is fleeting

Allow that, we put the work in, work it

Battle the field, in one small victory

Focus your mind, destine your history

The world is yours, be sure to make the most of it

'Cause triumph is gold, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

The earth’s my residence

Between the margin lies the sentence

Now hold me to my bars even when I’m in Heaven

Or cooking up hell, which playground?

Time will tell

Until then I’m fresh to death, in my human shell

Elevated, leaving gold dust, you’re free to take it

The world is yours, make the most, rake it

With the intention of planting a seed

'Cause if you don’t grow a tree

What have you achieved?

Triumphant, we does this

Flow to bad up the function

Bring the fire to the bunsen

Inspiration is fleeting

Allow that, we put the work in, work it