(Hook)
Allow me the freedom the space and the time
allow me the energy allow me to try.
Allow me the vision that i see in my mind
allow me the light allow the beacon that shines.


Levo:
Allow me to introduce myself as the sickest in the game.
With sado-masochistic tendencies i don't shy away from pain
it's like i'm stabbing myself with lyrics til the ink it flows like veins,
until it splashes on the page like i'm writing in the rain.
It's like i'm trapped inside myself it's like i can't get out my shell
it's like i'm locked inside a cell inside the bowels of hell.
so, what have i got to say to you to make you see clearly
that lyricially you're not near me? you'd better steer clear of me
coz i'm stacking up these rappers like they're sandbags for the flood
that i'm leaving in my wake after bathing in their blood,
without a beat to fucking crank and some strings to wake me up
without an overdose on keys and a nicely stacked drum.
without a simple bassline and a slow deep low sub.
without hearing inside my head some nice scratches to cut it up.
see i'm living for this music but i'm not chasing no dream
of that superstar lifestyle of touring making cream.

HOOK x2

Levo:
Since day one i started rapping i been all about a passion
for a love i feel inside for music's fatal attraction,
knowing it's gonna bring me down and push me over the edge
it's gonna put me in the ground before it's time to meet my death.
Do i want music to make me money? of course that shit be nice.
It'd be nice to make that dollar after wasting all these nights
but i don't focus on getting paid as i'm filling up a page
with the rage i almost slayed using writing as an aid
for me to get my mind together and to shelter from stormy weather
that was creeping up behind me as if poems could make it better.
In school i tried to write some rhymes and lay my thoughts bare.
They didn't understand. they laughed and i stood there drenched in hurt,
i took it pretty personal kept my poetry out of sight.
Kept well hidden from my friends how i was spending most my nights
coz i knew i weren't the same as my peers blind to pain.
Blind to suicide attempts at only 14 years of age!

HOOK x2

Levo:
Now tell me how can i go back to the places i've run from
now i'm on terra-firma i'm not running through the swamps.
Nothings grabbing at my legs, trying to make me fall quick.
Trying to fuck with my mind like that bunch of therapists
who couldn't analyse shit. Couldn't make the evil quit.
Make it leave me the fuck alone when i was just some troubled kid.
Shit, the best thing they done for me was teach me free form writing.
It's writing without connection to your brain and it's frightening
what the pen writes automatic without no real thought attached.
My spastic mind's drastic and something inside snapped
made me come out fighting fighting back against my fate.
Use electric and lightning to shock it into place.
Now i'm obsessed with these words like i'm A.S.D Asperger's
like i'm cursed to be hurt for wanting my own terms,
to only answer to me. Nobody telling me to work.
Nobody telling me what to say. No prick censoring my words

HOOK x2

Colsey:
I came in this game with no intention of getting signed.
I was living kinda rough doing what i must to get on by,
i'm feeling like i'm lost but they don't ever hear me cry.
That's why i write these bars and lay my life down on these rhymes
the lord knows i'm a sinner but go knows that i tried
i strayed down the wrong path when the devil was on my side
but i always had god guiding me as someone to confide
coz we all need someone to turn to going through hard times.
The light is shining bright i feel it beaming down my face
but i've been living in the dark so long it feels so far away.
The walls are slowly crumbling but the pain don't fade away
i got my daughter now that means ive got to pave the way.
I remember being broke when i was signing on the dole
no one opened up the doors i had to open them on my own.
I got love for ya if ya helped on my way back from the bottom
but dont expect me to give you hands out if ya never did me nothing