Turn my back on 'em when I'm on the block,
Same faces shootin' damn race you to the glock bang! bang!
Chitty bang bang "when they gonna stop?"
Puffin' the poison I'm making some noises when they ask "Have you ever heard the voices comin' from your heart?"
Well I don't really care you'll be cryin' over bullshit in the mall talkin' about - "Nothin' man look what I've got.
Same shit stuck in the same part, blood in my vein stop,
Rush in my brain stop, just when the rain drops over the flames,
Hot hot hot red colors' my paint job
Tell me who's gonna take the long walk huh?
Two choices runnin' with the poor voices,
Gotta get the green vouchers but the plan's pole walted.
Can I chance Lord? Its my glory."
"When you die it'll be another story"- he told me.
Waste away, or decide,
your face was left inside my eyes and all,
Your quest will leave this space without an answer, but a disguise.
Stop and think for a while, rebuttal with a smile,
Gotta walk hundred miles, gotta close them files.
Get up rotating peddles, Wear 'em hanging medals,
Walk on floating pebbles, Living life all that matters.
Pay the price, is it wise? Is it worth realise will it work?
Will it hurt? Will the mic in my hand
Get my band to the prize to the heights.
Truth or lie?
Oh this Plight's wont stop the moment I die.
No I can’t even hold still, how am I supposed to pose
Latter the shook one, bring me a ladder to hold
Bring me a blanket I'm cold or a packet of soul
When push comes to shove I'll swallow it whole
I wont go down wont bow down to the dreams they impose
Pictures on wall about the shit that you post
Murder this mic I ain't playing games no more
Sit back relax as the story is told.
released May 2, 2017
Recorded at Tweaklab Studios.
Synth designed by Harshit Richhariya
Mixed and Mastered by Hanish Taneja
Artwork : Shrabani Baruah