hey here i go like a race mentaly encaged by the end of days made i trade the games i cant be friend pain no ones come to ball out controle but some pile to joke dont provoke i change into the night terror of hate flipping more then the moves to abuse the track this way my hate escalades till im griping throats exchanged broken into the moves i contain by views i move to go ahead through the flames i chose to walk in moods of blues are my scars when i call mens through hour glass and venues subdue the bad interviews is whats left fools cool breeze to get the breath you wheeze dropping pills while on kneese another master of common colds leaked im a beast born in texas gonna die the badest of breeds on san antonios streets sad to engulf this whole lot of heavenly Gs in code but in forced that many think they cannot be in order to keep the course i beat to bleed instilled by nights i sent fourth my soldiers in green to be like beasts with tendencies to leave many in grief common colds cut throats to cough choke thrown into labs to see men in white coats throwing codes blink calling cards out he throws to be hard to go but easily is to be the creep who overdosed on my post