flippin game with a new throw
flow like Rivers Cuomo
eatin with my new co. - sumo
in the land where people choose low
catawba in my impala, just in time introduce yo
fam
just starting with the freshest spices, ya know that flavor
mint out the burbs, not MJ but it's just human nature
inside the lids of white kids, keep rollin with white mids
open ya eyes or hope that you might miss
a man thats got no melanin, still gradin all you spellinin
a fisher but still reelin in, a hick thats killin it
hickory's and chickpeas, no trap but there's mad bees
im happy and laugh please at the thought of my mac/cheese

and you gotta know that i am not alone
yeah
you just gotta know that we are not alone

the bus is rollin in, not like im riding it
i got my own ride, stereotypical college kid
the whip still aint mine, i got parents with titles
and the only black kids are in the slums or my idols
hey
i grew up on boom bap, cross movement's my throwback
in love with that smooth hat, g unit clearance rack
i looked so alone when my friends all got phones
but i felt so dang fresh with my nikes, in the zone
church hoops, pick up games
shoot 3's, make it rain
my style - stupid lame
homeschool - make a lane
a rapper get no respect
not what you've seen before
i teach ya'll - get school checks
i know what class is for
king cities in the beast coast yeah
praising jesus and this pot roast yeah
dirty south man and caucasian flow
yeah you gotta know
yeah you gotta know

and you gotta know that I am not alone
yeah
you just gotta know that we are not alone


You Just Gotta Know - prod. By HAEZ

no offense to you fake believers but I'm about to go hard
splitting oceans up when I part, rapping stupid spit when i'm smart
crew's a milli deep with no czar, eating truth while some of ya'll starve
if life's a game and Christ a king, you know I'm under par

gettin' better and cold, you sweaterin'
brand new but feel like a veteran
diamond in the rough but I get smoother 'cause I like the weatherin'
independent, you know I'm relevant
chop hate up like an arm I'm severin'
I'm a teacher, boy, alphabetic fluent
you can call me letterman

crowns on like snapbacks
king power - no click clack
speak truth where truth lack
got gold bars, i'm on track

his kingdom's well connected,
but sin is man's infection/
to regret and retrospectively
hurt while you effectively/
dirt you, six feet deeper,
like cain, no brother's keeper,/
there's rivalry, like nas and z
and you're the one who get ethered/
you fast asleep like ambien
i bolt the race like champions/
pick up the pace, no more rambling
choose what you want, no more sampling/
this ain't carowinds - you got one shot,
tell me how your story end?
the book's already written - ain't no need to call the ambulance

golden bars don't rust with time,
perfect my craft, get good with mine
in the state of mind that there's plenty time
to get stacks on racks so i'm saving mine
the guap don't stop when you're on the throne
and i sit with him, no i'm not alone
but i'm in the zone, got heat, aaron
sanchez in the kitchen - we got those bones
raise those bones back from the dead
got the mind of Christ livin' in my head
could'a got that cross but he paid instead
for my sinnin', i was winnin' but the flag was red
i was bout that life but that life was old
swerve left, swerve right - got no control
throw my name in the flame, burn up my soul
no earth, my worth made of solid gold


Gold Bars - prod. by me

born in TN,
came threw OH,
family in NC
now at IHOP-KC 

shoot me some beats at elitherapper@gmail.com
perfecting the craft
having mad fun

♔ eli crown ♔