Can you hear it in my voice
the fear of makin a choice...

While the titans clash
i'm still drivin fast...

Shots echoin in and out of your brain/
drivin so fast you cant even see the lanes...

This the intro to a new era
flow hotter then sahara...

Hear the sirens fade in to the distance
a one man guerilla force call me the resistance...

Smoke cascadin from my lips
while my hands grippin her hips...

How do i get used to
the pain in the city i cruise thru...

Surpassin whats called exaustion
the bridge of pain needs crossin...

I'm at my wits end
somebody tell me where this skit ends...

Her smile whispers in my mind
like the ghost of Christmas past...

How does it feel under the weight?
while acid rain percipitates...

Dont really think i wanna play this game anymore..
no point in playing when you know you already...