Apollo Brown, Locksmith, DJ Los - In My Element lyrics
[Apollo Brown, Locksmith, DJ Los - In My Element lyrics]
Back in my element, under Hell I've went
No embellish
That hellish stint swellin' myself was tense
Forced out like the Palestinian settlements
Or, underdeveloped American kids with melanin
Mail him his reparations my
Reputation proceeds the cause
Congratulations that adulation received
Was forced a small portion of philanthropic
Abortions that border upon
Payin' your dues or payin' extortion
I've been through some tribulations
Truthfully I'm not used to
This kind of pressure
I'm tryin' to contribute patience
Trespassin' and trippin' over my trepidations
The more success
The more you gotta expect frustration
That's what my conscious said
The common thread that is
Constantly being wound is
Being expounded upon what I was fed
They said I was dead they said I
Was done they said I was finished
I followed my purpose
Resurfaced without a blemish
"Back in my element" "Back in my element"
"Back in my element" "Back in my element"
I used to want a "Locksmith" chain
Flooded with diamonds
Fully encrusted, constructed as a reminder
To bind the future and present
A preparation for what is brewin'
Most of these artists artificially do
End up in ruin i'm doin' my diligence
12th grade I was militant
Seducible, rippin' out pages of The Crucible
Crucifying my English instructor
Bein' disruptive a meeting with my parents
Apparently I'm destructive
I'm cuffin' my overalls and
We overall in agreeance
Inspiration was stifle
I rightfully have a grieveance
I'm grievin' over my mother
And my grandmother's passin'
You holdin' up so well, fuck off
Thank you for askin'
I'm baskin' in every moment
But momentarily sulkin' i sip the Kool Aid
But you motherfuckers are gulpin'
They said I was dead
They said I was done they said it was facts
I followed my purpose
Resurfaced without a scratch
"Back in my element" "Back in my element"
"Back in my element" "Back in my element"
No embellish
That hellish stint swellin' myself was tense
Forced out like the Palestinian settlements
Or, underdeveloped American kids with melanin
Mail him his reparations my
Reputation proceeds the cause
Congratulations that adulation received
Was forced a small portion of philanthropic
Abortions that border upon
Payin' your dues or payin' extortion
I've been through some tribulations
Truthfully I'm not used to
This kind of pressure
I'm tryin' to contribute patience
Trespassin' and trippin' over my trepidations
The more success
The more you gotta expect frustration
That's what my conscious said
The common thread that is
Constantly being wound is
Being expounded upon what I was fed
They said I was dead they said I
Was done they said I was finished
I followed my purpose
Resurfaced without a blemish
"Back in my element" "Back in my element"
"Back in my element" "Back in my element"
I used to want a "Locksmith" chain
Flooded with diamonds
Fully encrusted, constructed as a reminder
To bind the future and present
A preparation for what is brewin'
Most of these artists artificially do
End up in ruin i'm doin' my diligence
12th grade I was militant
Seducible, rippin' out pages of The Crucible
Crucifying my English instructor
Bein' disruptive a meeting with my parents
Apparently I'm destructive
I'm cuffin' my overalls and
We overall in agreeance
Inspiration was stifle
I rightfully have a grieveance
I'm grievin' over my mother
And my grandmother's passin'
You holdin' up so well, fuck off
Thank you for askin'
I'm baskin' in every moment
But momentarily sulkin' i sip the Kool Aid
But you motherfuckers are gulpin'
They said I was dead
They said I was done they said it was facts
I followed my purpose
Resurfaced without a scratch
"Back in my element" "Back in my element"
"Back in my element" "Back in my element"