The streets is a battle field
between drugs and thugs...

This world is run by money
Paper that people will die for...

Left right left Right
As I march to the battle field...

Day by day I live my life in anger
hating every single moment...

I don't care no more
sick of drowning...

Over and over again
My past plays in my head...

So much in me
No way to get rid of it...

I feel like I'm falling with no parachute
Down A bottomless Hole...

The first time we met
wrong foot...

My life your life
We only get one...

In this world
we must be strong...

Introduced to a sin
Russian roulette with the devil...