Creown - Run the Jewels, The Alchemist

Down with the shame

Down with the shame

Used to walk traps in the rain with cocaine

Used to write raps in the traps as I sat in the rain and I prayed that God gave

me a lane

Give me a lane

Give me the fame

Give me the fame and I promise to change

Won’t be the same.

Won’t be the same type of man that puts cocaine in this

lady’s hand

Heard she was pregnant.

I’m guilty I reckon cause I hear that good

Shit can hurt baby’s brains

Heard he was normal 'til three and then he stopped talkin'.

Since then,

ain’t nothin been the same

Seen her some years later out in decatur.

Told her I’m sorry for causin' her

pain

Causin me pain?

Causin me pain?

She asked again and then grabbed my right hand

Asked am I crazy.

Said look here, baby.

I release you from all of your sins and

your shame

Cause I’ve been redeemed

I found in Christ

Whatever it take I hope you find it, Mike

The look on her face shown that glory replaced all the shame.

And the hate and

that she wears a crown

My late grandma Bettie had prayed with her heavy and told her to tell me lay my

burdens down

Can’t pick up no crown, holding

Whats holdng you down

Down with the shame

Down with the shame

Carried the flag in some other men’s name

Loaded my weapon and swore to them vengeance an stepped with

Aggression right in to the fray

In to the haze

In to the murk

Told me to prove to them what I was worth

We’ll teach you to move without mercy and give you the tools to go after the

causers of hurt

You’ll become death

You will take breath

This is for everything you’ve ever loved

Use all the pain that you’ve felt in your life as the currency go out and trade

it for blood

You are not you

You are now us

We are the only ones that you can trust

You’ll become fear

They’ll become dust

Before this moment you didn’t mean much

You are the smoldering vessel of punishment born to do nothing but justify us

Give us your empathy we’ll give you lust

Let yourself go my son time to grow up

Give up your childish obsession with questioning

Anything we don’t tell you is irrelevant

Everything you’ve ever been is replaced by the metal and fire of the

Weapon you clutch

Can’t pick up no crown, holding

Whats holdng you down