[00:17.68]Watching the sands of the hour glass
[00:19.54]Sharpen the blades for the circumstance
[00:21.61]Sit in the dark while I'm in a trance
[00:23.75]Taking that blade then I let it pass
[00:26.01]Through my wrist, blood just drips
[00:28.17]Down and down and down, don't stop
[00:30.29]Then my blood, starts to clot
[00:32.45]My heartbeat, has been stopped
[00:34.60]Urge to kill, pop more pills
[00:36.78]Robbing the pharmacy
[00:38.47]Mentally illa killa, blood rivers fill my vision
[00:42.01]That black eyed midnight dweller
[00:43.90]Bring my prey back down to my cellar
[00:46.33]More bodies than a serial killer
[00:48.72]Not scared of no pigga
[00:50.48].45 blow through my temple
[00:52.23]Cover the whole world up in ash and then laugh
[00:55.90]At the fact that I destroyed the past, fade to black
[01:00.77]All my racks stained with back pain
[01:02.82]All my gold chains in blast range
[01:04.84]Ask myself do I lack fame?
[01:07.04]Or am I famous 'cause I lack pain?
[01:09.29]Numb to the stains, numb to the game
[01:10.97]Numb to the racks that they gave me, **** it all, I take it back
[01:15.33]Take it back, take it back
[01:17.99]Material world, using diamonds and pearls as a means of self worth when I could die tomorrow
[01:22.19]Return to the earth, suicidal since birth, **** a leader, I follow the promise of dirt