Sister told me

I've been brain dead

Lost my home

That's a drag

I can see the only way to hurt you

Taking me to toy a life of virtue

I can feel it

Burning like from under

I can feel it

Burning from within

Trip my switchblade

Shine my steel plate

Save my life from revenge

I can breathe

A cold to make a thunder

I believe

My soul is infrared

I can feel it

Burning like from under

I can feel it

Burning from within

Every nightmare haunts your bed

The only place you're safe from dead

So help me god I'm comin' back

.....Portland, Oregon

Yet another victim of this heinous trail of street violence takes a fall

as the townspeople cry for more police officers and stronger law enforcement agents

to man the streets of a town where violence and crime have taken its toll...



I can feel

The world is crawling under

I can free

The world of my kind

It's my joke

I am your public enemy

I can feel it

Our world war

Victim's hosst hope

Vendors sell dope

Save my whole human race

If you bleed

You're only for surrender

I can feel

My soul is infrared

I can feel

It lying like your brother

I can see it

Squash you like a bug

Every nightmare haunts your bed

The only place you're safe from dead

So help me god I'm comin' back

I can feel

The world is crawling under

I can free

The world of my kind

It's my joke

I am your public enemy

I can feel it

Our world war

I can feel

The world is crawling under

I can free

The world of my kind

It's my joke

I am your public enemy

I can feel it

Our world war