what up homie I just heard you shout you saying I'm cold I'm feelin so cold like a disaster destroying & accident prone my life is dat cold nigga my face made of stone praying to God hands of mercy please set the tone don't dance with me you just might get ya face flown like a pitbull on a meaty bone rippin and tearin taking what's mine I now they say all good things come in time my friend we are waging wars that seem to neva end. battle crys of the lost and damned that had to stand and defend our land history is so brutal but true heartless leaders over me we had to make a difference and set it free cause the way we live is the way we live holding on to forever as the world slowly disappears into vapors as we all disintegrate in time. as the sands in the hourglass runs so fine as we turn the world over and let it all fall into the steps we all left behind erasing the footsteps left my father time