Listen to the piercing cacophony that falls from your tongue, to your own beating heart in the bedlam and hum, to the bellicose turmoil in the breaths
tomorrow brings. And if you ever get to smile, I'll be right here tryin' to reconcile my desire to admire your sadness. You gonna rise from the fire and ashes
Shockwaves resound never felt in the bastions of madness, the sun sets unnoticed again. In a hell of gray, a flood of locrian noise, full of deafening
noise soldier boy Or homicide will be all over you poys with Polaroids (Die slow) Yeah, yo that nigga Journalist gets busy yo (Die slow) I heard he's from
come from? See how you run First on a verse I gets vertical Flip works like a grammatical gigolo A head from many years ago I brought the noise on
from? See how you run First on a verse I gets vertical Flip works like a grammatical gigolo A head from many years ago I brought the noise on the
a white water rafter Or a Olympic kayaker, paddlin' across the Niagara My afterburners'll be burnin' you after Ya' body already been splashed with acid And you turn to ashes
It's the underdog Now whooooo East to the.... Live from New York It's the underdog Who they least expected Live from New York [BRIDGE: x4] Ashes to ashes
