Where you gonna go? Where you gonna run? Where you gonna hide? Look here 'cause there's no one like you left
I can hear you, but I can't see you I know what you want, but I wouldn't wanna be you, yeah I got the truth in the stating that reality is PM5K specialty
Flame on, flame off, blood is in the veins Be strong, be strong, goin' through the brain Strain for some power, but the power ain't free see What you gotta do with? What you gotta be?
If you choose to hide then it's hidden If you chose to ride then it's ridden Scoop up the bottom that is right next to nothing You gotta blame yourself if you gotta blame something
Misery born in the brain like a bad seed And when I scream God speed to mislead Flies to the period right is the wrong Strike the match, flame on
Flame on yeah Flame on Flame on yeah yeah yeah
Jump on you skull 'cause the rain is gettin' heavy yeah The furrier where was your face scarier then ever before Exit through the door and add that to another Yeah they wantin' more of your pain it's a strain
But myself, I still remain I create [?] Now here is a man that wouldn't take it anymore Ran it through your skull once, so I run it once more
If you choose to hide then it's hidden If you chose to ride then its ridden Scrape up the bottom that is right next to nothing You gotta blame yourself if you gotta blame something
A profit a poet a pusher you know it slow it down We goin' underground no time to reconcile it's super hero style Unbelievable, unbeatable some people call me evil Though I will not be constricted by the thoughts Of another then tend to smother
True force completely it's never discreetly You have a nice day please to meet me history or hell I will accept with out a scratch Never heard a word just a blur strike the match