i remember the first time
closing my eyes in an abandon building

it was last night
demonic spirits was head of this house circling

i woke up mumbling
my soul felt troubling my heart beat was running

on shadowless fistless
punches constraining attempting to possess

the human flesh after a few seconds
i caught my breath and resisted the devil and he flead

was this a nightmare or
post pone home sickness what ever it was it

felt wicked unclean i seen
pass events of pass people sucked in vents

of deaths door mat welcome
but i shook him wit a bob marley cd

every things going to be all right
so i spent the night in cold fights

white becomes gray and i can't
believe these dick riders still say

i lie i rather die my style can't
be replaced thats why you talk shit

because you ain't in my face but the last
3 lines was a waste returning back to

mind over matter postive over negative
chris stole another joint from ughh

did you know te te in chinese means
hand and hand me and my girl friend
riding to the end!