Keep It Mine
They don't know
They don't know
They don't know
They don't know, nah
They don't know
Riders on the storm, got it redefined
Nobody really knows who I be inside
Like to keep it that way, just to keep it mine
Like to keep it that way, just to keep it mine
Riders on the storm, got it redefined
Nobody really knows who I be inside
Like to keep it that way, just to keep it mine
Like to keep it that way, just to keep it mine
Now keep in mind, that I'm an artist baby
Sensitive 'bout my shit, even though I have been heartless lately
Don't really care about a few suckers hate me
'Coz when I meet them, the same suckers grace me
They don't know, they don't know
Bless with 'em that old shining halo flow
They don't know, they don't know
Bless with 'em that old shining halo flow
Young rapper from the cold, with lyrical bombs
Hope I will never get my spiritual torn
Three hots and a cob, they grilling my corn
Old school, talking newspaper physical form
Rest in peace to the rockstar Jimmy Morri
Listen closely but will never get your story
I'm surrounded by my demons, never get 'em off me
So catch me taking dives while I'm drinking coffee
Riders on the storm, got it redefined
Nobody really knows who I be inside
Like to keep it that way, just to keep it mine
Like to keep it that way, just to keep it mine
Riders on the storm, got it redefined
Nobody really knows who I be inside
Like to keep it that way, just to keep it mine
Like to keep it that way, just to keep it mine
Ain't talking secrets, when I say I gotta keep it
From all these motherfuckers that be trying hard to peep in
Yes, there is a core and you never will reach it
Because it is too deep in, god damnit just leave it
It's a blessing most well, expressing myself
True inspiration from the records on shelves
It's a blessing most well, expressing myself
True inspiration from the records on shelves
Wadded up papers with mad desire
Forbidden lethal mix in my apple cider
Yellow brick road with a fucking flat tire
Building new belief, 'coz it fast expires
Cloud in my mind, sun in my pocket
Doubting all the time, the run in my rocket
Oh my brother, let the truth be heard
Up to the stars, to the universe, yeah it's
All mine
All mine
All mine
All mine
All mine
All mine
All mine
All mine
All mine
All mine
All mine
All mine
They don't know
They don't know
They don't know, nah
They don't know
Riders on the storm, got it redefined
Nobody really knows who I be inside
Like to keep it that way, just to keep it mine
Like to keep it that way, just to keep it mine
Riders on the storm, got it redefined
Nobody really knows who I be inside
Like to keep it that way, just to keep it mine
Like to keep it that way, just to keep it mine
Now keep in mind, that I'm an artist baby
Sensitive 'bout my shit, even though I have been heartless lately
Don't really care about a few suckers hate me
'Coz when I meet them, the same suckers grace me
They don't know, they don't know
Bless with 'em that old shining halo flow
They don't know, they don't know
Bless with 'em that old shining halo flow
Young rapper from the cold, with lyrical bombs
Hope I will never get my spiritual torn
Three hots and a cob, they grilling my corn
Old school, talking newspaper physical form
Rest in peace to the rockstar Jimmy Morri
Listen closely but will never get your story
I'm surrounded by my demons, never get 'em off me
So catch me taking dives while I'm drinking coffee
Riders on the storm, got it redefined
Nobody really knows who I be inside
Like to keep it that way, just to keep it mine
Like to keep it that way, just to keep it mine
Riders on the storm, got it redefined
Nobody really knows who I be inside
Like to keep it that way, just to keep it mine
Like to keep it that way, just to keep it mine
Ain't talking secrets, when I say I gotta keep it
From all these motherfuckers that be trying hard to peep in
Yes, there is a core and you never will reach it
Because it is too deep in, god damnit just leave it
It's a blessing most well, expressing myself
True inspiration from the records on shelves
It's a blessing most well, expressing myself
True inspiration from the records on shelves
Wadded up papers with mad desire
Forbidden lethal mix in my apple cider
Yellow brick road with a fucking flat tire
Building new belief, 'coz it fast expires
Cloud in my mind, sun in my pocket
Doubting all the time, the run in my rocket
Oh my brother, let the truth be heard
Up to the stars, to the universe, yeah it's
All mine
All mine
All mine
All mine
All mine
All mine
All mine
All mine
All mine
All mine
All mine
All mine
Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Johansen
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