The salty tears run down my cheek/
Its a miracle cos these cheeks havnt been wet for weeks/
Even in the bleekest of times i seem to rise and come out with theses amazing rhymes/
All the memorys of past crimes wash away/
And i can move on to the next day/
Cos im a little bit frightened to be enlightened by these soft touch lyrics/
Cos im afraid all they do is mimic what we want the world to be not what the world has to be/
But after listening to them i find that its sets me free/
Lets me choose my own destiny/
So know ive been let of this chain/
Ima bout to topple ya crain/
Rip open ya cranium and expose ya branium/
Cos i tried to be soft and gentle but it was driving me mentle/
So now im on a frantic dash to find someone to murder with my gash/
Cos theres a virus inside me which thrives on blood murder and sorrow/
Which is why i got to orphanages to borrow/
Some misery and hate so when it comes to the date/
When im stood infront of a crowd i can make them scream them so loud/
And make my mama proud/
Acid Flow, Spitting this Acidic ****, Peaaaace!