It must be a new thing to win without a goldmedal
cause all my days I have been going through this cold desert
I've seen every step of kings and queens rising
taking the words by their roots, always content analyzing
but I took those steps, now I know what it's like
to be broke and on you're feet and now I'm the one advising
that words to the wise – don't ever leave it up to me
that's all I'll let you know for now, just as the possible seems
to be so untouchable, two steps into the night
I'm telling you, that you should what's best and what's right
'cause what's winning for you, when the world's still spinning 'round
when you're on the move forever, never look to settle down
What did you expect? You're trying to connect with the outside world from you're closet.
Now I have no regrets, I left you by the steps and now I'm in this world without deposit.
And what if I told you, you were late? What if I told you, you are beautiful.
What did you expect when you're trying to connect with the outside world from you're closet?
And what if I found out, that this way might not be it
that this is not the way for me, because I got to do my own shit
and maybe if you'd pass the pipe, I could take just one more hit
this story-telling might as well be as legit
as the effort I put into this, and then don't,
'cause I love this – I wouldn't do it any other way,
but oh – it's a party I don't wanna miss
so who needs gold if I can tell you a story like this?
