A Dark Hell
Intro : You know what the Earth feels like, it feels like hell. I need to get out of this place

Hook: Help us god, this place is hell, crooked fiends over this Earth doing dirt for what it's worth. Not a single light in sight, it's so dark I can't see ,I can't see and now all I see is a dark hell

Verse 1 : I see the dark clouds in the sky, darker as the night. Never once in my lifetime that I've seen ghosts possess this world whether I believe it or not. I know we all have one thing in common, we believe the gate is there, I don't want to know where it is, or what it stands for, but before we get there I need to spare all my persons out there in the air. I guess demons and angels fight to the death to see who really is meant to be there. But we aren't angels and demons we humans, and from one like me I can tell that place is not where you want to be. The enemy out trying to destroy us about, but without any doubt I can tell you they didn't count the amount. Wealth is like hell, we asking to reach the end point, but my point is money isn't shit when you really don't have nothing else to spend it with. I won't last as long still living in the past, but at last I think I'm better off fast as the race track. Still I feel like the gate is in my sights and I don't want to feel the feet that's higher than my height. My mind is young, but it feels like it's old. To my man Prodigy this is a shout out to all you Queens bridge folks

Hook :  Help us god, this place is hell, crooked fiends over this Earth doing dirt for what it's worth. Not a single light in sight, it's so dark I can't see I can't see and now all I see is a dark hell

Verse 2: Living for today is much different than living for tomorrow. I hate to say it, but today isn't getting any better. and whether you think it's getting more clever to create ways to control the day, you can't compare today than what it was yesterday, because it grows fast like children. I wish one day I can see them grow up to be polite, so they can glow up in the lights, and maybe one day they'll hit the stage like Beyonce and even create a their own lane in the most creative way, now that's Bombay. Now that sounds like a real dream, but this dark hell is so damn naive. We got to becareful of who to trust before we start to make a fuss, but it's a must to doing everything we can to have the guts to see who we can really trust. I don't ever leave things out of order because everyone has a different persona, and I don't mean I have trust issues, but everyone claims to say who they are, but don't be who they really are when they got that expensive ass car. Fuck wealth, Fuck Money, and Fuck you fake MuthaFuckas, don't be giving piece's of advice like you own it, you can't even listen to yourself without disowning it. I guess that's what we get for living in a dark hell...