Creown Run The Jewels

[Verse 1: Killer Mike]
Down with the shame, down with the shame
Used to walk traps in the rain with cocaine
Used to write raps in the traps as I sat in the rain and I prayed that God give me a lane
Give me a lane, give me the fame
Give me the fame and I promise to change
Won't be the same
Won't be the same kind of man that puts cocaine in this lady hand
Heard she was pregnant, I'm guilty I reckon 'cause I hear that this shit can hurt baby's brain
Heard he was normal 'til three and then he stopped talkin'
Since then, ain't nothin' been the same
Seen her some years later out in Decatur, told her that I'm sorry for causin' her pain
"Causin' me pain? Causin' me pain?"
She asked again and she grabbed my right hand
Asked am I crazy, said "Look here, baby, I release you from all of your sins and your shame
'Cause I’ve been redeemed, I found in Christ
Whatever it take I hope you find it, Mike."
The look on her face shown that glory replaced all the shame and the hate and now she wear a crown
My late Grandma Bettie had prayed with her heavy and told her to tell me lay my burdens down

[Chorus: Killer Mike]
Can't pick up no crown
Holdin' what's holdin' you down
Can't pick up no crown
Holdin' what's holdin' you down
Can't pick up no crown, can't pick up no crown