Strike the Match

I can hear you, but I can't see you

I know what you want, but I wouldn't wanna be you

I got the truth in the stating that reality

is PM5K speciality

flame on, flame off, blood is in the veins

be strong, be strong, goin through the brain

strain for some power, but the power ain't free see

what you gotta do with, what you gotta be

if you choose to hide then it's hidden

if you chose to ride then its ridden

scoop up the bottom that is right next to nothing

you gotta blame yourself if you gotta blame something

misery born in the brain like a bad seed

and when I scream Godspeed to mislead

flies to the period right is the wrong

strike the match - Flame On

FLAME ON! YEAH!

FLAME ON!

FLAME ON! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!

Jump on you skull cause the rain is gettin heavy yeah

the furrier where was your face (?)

scarier then ever before, exit through the door

and add that to another, yeah they wantin more

of your pain its a strain

but myself, I still remain

I create (?)

now here is a man that wouldn't take it anymore

ran it through your skull once, so I run it once more

if you choose to hide then it's hidden

if you chose to ride then its ridden

scrape up the bottom that is right next to nothing

you gotta blame yourself if you gotta blame something

FLAME ON! YEAH!

FLAME ON!

FLAME ON! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!

a profit

a poet

a pusher

you know it

slow it down

we goin underground

no time to reconcile

it's super hero style

unbelievable, unbeatable

some people call me evil

though I will not be

constricted by

the thoughts of another

then tend to smother

true force completely

it's never discreetly

you have a nice day

please to meet me

history or hell

I will accept with out a scratch

never heard a word

just a blur

strike the match