When I look around everything I see I hate
Born into a cold cruel city I am judgement and I hold your fate
You were dealt a shit fucking hand and you choose to be the fool
Look down the barrel of all that you fear
Roll the dice you lose
Here to clean the streets I am the fucking rain
All I hear are your lies
I see your true face through the clearest of eyes
Divine justice brings you too your knees
Down comes my sword to vanquish your greed
Alone in the dark is where you'll meet your end
They say death rides a white fucking horse
But I am one of the wolves here to tear down your doors
You never had what it takes to make it out alive
By my hand you die alone going out without a fight
I don't feel anything I just feel cold no love for anyone
The streets will swallow you whole
supported by 4 fans who also own “Final Fool (Feat. OITC)”
Good times to be alive when there’s so fucking much great music around.
Golden Age we are in now the digital sample rates has improved greatly and over taken anything analog 44.1 ever made.
Clarity nowadays has opened the stereo field significantly just crisp cleanly placed instrument chords and drum kits are now the standard.
Fucking Beautiful times to be alive. ♥️🤙🏻
Tell Ya Fucking Story Walking…
supported by 4 fans who also own “Final Fool (Feat. OITC)”
Fucking loving this one. Serendipity struck me again in the small hours and I’ve had this playing through the night.
🤙🏻😋😋😋 Tell Ya Fucking Story Walking…