Through the Storm (Bonus Track)
[Intro: Mike Firm]
Do you lose yourself, along the way?/
A hustler never stops and a critic only sees/
What it could be/
[Verse 1: Mike Firm]
Running from my problems, troubles in my vision/
See the faults at my core, and I can’t bare witness/
Testify, Empire/
In your cookie jar/
Drown in the pussy, oasis in the desert/
Like fine wine, you know I’m never finished/
A thin line vices come in threes/
A ménage trois, a catastrophe/
Voice of reason, you never seemed so distant/
[Chorus: Mike Firm]
Fall back, fall back
Surviving the night/
Hips are moving, you’re the center of attention/
Can’t escape, like an omen’s threat/
Psychedelic impulse enjoy your stay, let’s go/
Stand up, arms high, floating in the clouds/
Night out, perreo, foaming at the mouth/
DJ got us bumping, it’s ecstasy/
The heat is rising, I’m the recipe/
[Verse 2: Mike Firm]
Far from riches, money turning fables/
I make my own luck, and we’re ripping all the labels/
Stuck in pose, and the roses of the cradle/
Reaching for the stars, and taking up the mantle/
It’s underground, and you hear the sound/
And you best believe, that it’s going down/
Legends never die, and they never fold/
It’s touchdown smoke-out guns out bangin’/
Fast life, speedball, rush, and it’s lethal/
Weapon of choice, Odachi and Tantō/
Protect at all costs, justice and the gavel/
Flashes of light, red and blue stand tough/
Fuck the line, the revolution never dies/
They want us to break, but there are other pillars/
The culture exposes, it won’t be televised/
Pumping lead and red like the enemy’s jugular/
[Chorus: Mike Firm]
Fall back, fall back
Surviving the night/
Hips are moving, you’re the center of attention/
Can’t escape, like an omen’s threat/
Psychedelic impulse enjoy your stay, let’s go/
Stand up, arms high, floating in the clouds/
Night out, perreo, foaming at the mouth/
DJ got us bumping, it’s ecstasy/
The heat is rising, I’m the recipe/
[Bridge: Mike Firm]
Pilot talk…/
Flying to the next show…/
Headliner…/
It’s a world tour (it’s a world tour)…/
Concert highs…/
Stuck with the down lows…/
Chase my dreams…/
But who get’s hurt?/
[Verse 3: Mike Firm]
I can’t seem to get it, I try too hard (downlows)/
I don’t want to fail, and I want to ball (downlows)/
I doubt myself, and I want to scream/
I chase the green, but I’m vanity/
I change the pace, and I need some space/
I trust no one, and I push em’ away/
I can’t bear the weight, I have nothing to say/
I want to leave, I can’t make the grade/
We fight back… down for the cause/
Public enemy, you fuckers can’t stop us/
We don’t need your money, mirrors and twists/
Contortions of the body, calling the red phone/
Put em on the board, consider all angles/
A Thousand Suns, brighter mass numbers/
Long and short game, the marathon and sprint/
Strategize chess and we’re steps ahead/
Breathe./