You see, you're born to die

Well that's infinite sadness

I'm standing on the edge of complete madness

Shut my eyes

Yes, I love the blackness

I Journey down deep into the heart of darkness

Funny how it goes when it seems on tow

There's a whole entire world on remote control soul



With the writing on the wall

It's so strange to think I'm wrapped around your finger

Just when I'm all alone

It's so cold inside, so cold that I can't figure



They got people, to keep you in step

And nothing sounds fresh, there was no positive flow from the west

And every kid went to school wearing a bullet-proof vest

It sounds like a mess, I like my shit to be clear

It's all that subliminal that keeps me in fear

And makes me beware of even the man in the mirror

You never know, he might be the one to pull the trigger



In the darkness of my dream

I can see that ray of light, that you control me

Everything must have a price

So it's not hard to understand that you can own me



With the writing on the wall

It's so strange to think I'm wrapped around your finger

Just when I'm all alone

It's so cold inside, so cold that I can't figure



It's my mission that I'm on this "why?" everytime

I grab the mic, I drop the bomb

And in my rhyme you will detect

in between the slang, traces of intellect

But from that, don't expect that I"m here to teach or to preach

I'm all about gettin' about going when I speak

And I'm takin' you higher than the peaks

That be in the fall, it's nineteen nine

And I'm still walkin' tall

There was a few times that I thought I might fall

And lose it all

But I got myself together-ac