ill take away your shine, like the moon does the sun
im killing you, and it aint with a gun...lyrical lead..
str8 to your head n lay you in your bed basically dead, like braindead
ed...music is what i was fed untill i was full ...at
birth my eyes was stripped of the wool, so iv been seeing..
been part of the people who was fleeing, cause of disagreeing.. so sore my wounds still raw... lack of healing ,we lost all feeling with
no hope but still dreaming n high beaming bouncing words off
the ceiling ..like a strobe light i ignite the dark night so bright
and i take flight....*****takes puff of a blunt****