[00:48.25]Forged in the depths, the shadows, the gallow is where I rest
[00:50.57]I don't flex no ammo or vests, I don't rest my backbones impressive
[00:53.43]Oppression strictly depressive opposing anyone's mental
[00:57.32]Composing rhythms like recipe's, holding prisms so heavenly
[00:59.76]You searched for the remedy in all the wrong places
[01:02.45]Wound up sicker than you were when you came in
[01:05.67]Life seems strange but, death seems stranger
[01:08.57]I am not a stranger to breath, I'm thankful