Through the Storm (Bonus Track) Lyrics

Do you lose yourself, along the way?

A hustler never stops, and a critic only sees

What it could be

Running from my problems, troubles in my vision

See the faults at my core, and I can't bare witness

Testify, Empire

In your cookie jar

Drown in the pussy, oasis in the desert

Like fine wine, you know I'm never finished

A thin line vices come in threes

A ménage trois, a catastrophe

Voice of reason, you never seemed so distant

Fall back, fall back

Surviving the night

Hips are moving, you're the center of attention

Can't escape, like an omen's threat

Psychedelic impulse enjoy your stay, let's go

Stand up, arms high, floating in the clouds

Night out, perreo, foaming at the mouth

DJ got us bumping, it's ecstasy

The heat is rising, I'm the recipe

Far from riches, money turning fables

I make my own luck, and we're ripping all the labels

Stuck in pose, and the roses of the cradle

Reaching for the stars, and taking up the mantle

It's underground, and you hear the sound

And you best believe, that it's going down

Legends never die, and they never fold

It's touchdown smoke-out guns out bangin'

Fast life, speedball, rush, and it's lethal

Weapon of choice, Odachi and Tantō

Protect at all costs, justice and the gavel

Flashes of light, red and blue stand tough

Fuck the line, the revolution never dies

They want us to break, but there are other pillars

The culture exposes, it won't be televised

Pumping lead and red like the enemy's jugular

Fall back, fall back

Surviving the night

Hips are moving, you're the center of attention

Can't escape, like an omen's threat

Psychedelic impulse enjoy your stay, let's go

Stand up, arms high, floating in the clouds

Night out, perreo, foaming at the mouth

DJ got us bumping, it's ecstasy

The heat is rising, I'm the recipe

Pilot talk

Flying to the next show

Headliner…

It's a world tour (it's a world tour)

Concert highs

Stuck with the down lows

Chase my dreams

But who get's hurt?

I can't seem to get it, I try too hard (downlows)

I don't want to fail, and I want to ball (downlows)

I doubt myself, and I want to scream

I chase the green, but I'm vanity

I change the pace, and I need some space

I trust no one, and I push em' away

I can't bear the weight, I have nothing to say

I want to leave, I can't make the grade

We fight back… down for the cause

Public enemy, you fuckers can't stop us

We don't need your money, mirrors and twists

Contortions of the body, calling the red phone

Put em' on the board, consider all angles

A Thousand Suns, brighter mass numbers

Long and short game, the marathon and sprint

Strategize chess and we're steps ahead

Breathe