Текст песни Grit - Mr. Wildenfree

Welll...

This is not a horror story
I'm tired of broken facts about your former glory
This is poetry mixed with allegory
After so many lifetimes, where the life line at(?)
Took the silk thread of my soul
Grappled & climbed right back
Pushin' the line like that
Puttin' that pressure on 'em
Digging in my heels, grit in my steel
Look how I'm still
Still, still
Still Standing
Presence here so demanding
Looking down on me? Misunderstanding
I'm humble yet I'm certain
Livin' out my purpose
Givin out my sermons
Wait til you meet me in person
I'm more than just the surface
Black & yes I'm proud
Even still I'm profound
King with my locs as a crown
Stamping the ground

Welll...