Текст песни H.D.K. - J-Riv

Does he look calm? Does he look like he's just a notch away
From going full Saddam Hussein upon the way beyond his range
His entourage is a hodgepodge of monsters, goblins and ghouls
Not molly popping gobbledygook that got the closeted poverty shook
Bank account muscles atrophied can't be mad at thee
But he doesn't casually flash the green acting like it's savage speak
You say you're pound sign blessed?
He'd say he thinks your treating your privacy like it's an outright jest
But who is he to say? He can rap but hates to speak
And as gravitas depletes it's like he has to face defeat
Though he had people believe like his anatomy's the Phoenix
He is practically Prometheus that gradually gets eaten
By this life, yes he heals but he has the shit repeat
So how he handles misery is through his mastery of speech
So to speak, the other thing is family that breathes
Into a cavity of grief when after vapid cretins breach in his zone

But he don't know
Maybe if thy just sign the dotted line then his life'll be fine
He don't know
Maybe trade skills for bragging how he fucked your bitch and takes pills to make mil's
He don't know
Though he would try to step out into the night he don't see living that life
He don't know
He's gotta pay bills but if he throws way skills then there's no thrill in the kill

You say he's too technical but he's a heckuva spectacle
But no wants to see him so he's sitting by the vestibule
He don't know the business side, he just knows how to wreck a loop
Every track is classic, minimal features with no interludes
He doesn't apologize if what he said's offending you
You offered your help, in return he was a friend for you
Found out hard way, business and friendship never mix the two
Especially when Adderall mixtures get the best of you
So don't you fucking dare say that he don't have passion
He never made the air waves cuz of low cash and depression
Introversion cursed but not a simple person
Not a pistol burstin coward taking lives of little children
He just has a voice that he wishes to get heard
Exorcising demons til the visions just a blur
And if it isn't worth to help his salary increase
Then the battle doesn't cease till someone out there feels the reach from his hand

But he don't know
Maybe if they just sign the dotted line then his life'll be fine
He don't know
Maybe trade skills for bragging how he fucked your bitch and takes pills to make mil's
He don't know
Though he would try to step out into the night he don't see living that life
He don't know
He's gotta pay bills but if he throws way skills then there's no thrill in the kill