1. Cold Day in Hell (Prod. goth helma)
Claudiu Tudorache
I'm gripping the chopper
Just cause I cant grip my life any longer
Addicted to powder
Numbing my nose but it's giving me power
Being seduced like a coward
Being devoured by life
Never making the same mistake twice
But somehow alive
Cheated death one or twice
Back on my feet now I'm back on my grind
Don't place me under no genre
I spit whatever come hot like a sauna
Hot headed always up in some drama
That's why I stay at home
Making commas
Got no family ties
Been on my own since July
95
Wait nah I lied
96 was the year of my kind
And now I'm alive
Pushing through this mf life
Feeling dead but I'm alive
Feeling stagnant
My brain clean
But missing highs
I've been low and slow
Let that purple flow
In the styrofoam
If I need a boost
I'm stuffing my nose
Need that dose