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The Throne


I’m rising

I always was 

And I’m coming for the throne

I’m going for it 

All out

Ay, I left was for dead

Abused and used

Turning in my grave

Like the deadman finding his way

I recovered, I found my way

I became the way

I blazed my path through the forests

Found my beauty within the madness

I don’t waste time anymore

Cause I become time

Time is money

And I live by that every second

Ambition is my middle name

And pain is my last

Watch me take the throne

One way or another I already took it

As little, angry Aziz rises to take it

It disappears

There ain’t no kings, no queens, no knights

We are all kings and queens of ourselves

And the more we struggle, the more we strive

The more we thrive

The more we survive

See the path is short

You just gotta find it

Deep breath in

Deep breath out

Communication and isolation

Tied within each other

Everyone glued to their screen

Trying to hide behind it

Why do we hide behind the screen?

So I take down the screen

And I rise

I don’t care 

Bring your armies

Bring your guns

Bring your loud noises

My rise is unprecedented 

It happens everyday

Getting better each day 

So I smile

And I rise

So I smile and I rise

Because I don’t care

GO have your “popularity”

your social constructs

I got life, I got love

If I learned anything from pain

I learned strength

I learned how to take out the white noise

Hate the allegations, the bullshit

So cut it 

Once and for all

I made the changes I needed to make in my life

And I’m getting better each day 

I roll one up 

I roll two up

I roll three up

I roll four up

I roll five up

I roll six up

Boom

That’s the rise

That’s the pain

That’s the beauty

And that’s the life

The rise simply doesn’t stop 

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