The frost shows no mercy soon after ten Unhale the veil outlaws like men Heads wear no crown crawlers and fire I've my fourth leg in both positions The frost shows no mercy soon after ten Unhale the veil outlaws like men Heads wear no crown crawlers and fire crawlers and fire... crawlers and fire... crawlers and fire... crawlers and fire... the frost show no mercy soon as the sun dip ten... I exhale fog from the ribs let the veil bend... outlaws walk upright while the laws pretend... heads wear no crowns just callus and wire sparks crawl thru the dark like a match got tired... I stand balanced fourth leg planted in both conditions sinner and squire hunger desire and choir teeth chatter cursing breath stitchin the cold to the fire night teach discipline daylight lie to the mirror shadow boxed with desire boots crunch time slow drum in the marrow the winter talk slick but my pulse talk louder I rhyme like survival learned cursive in frozen ink freeze mid-sentence still cut like scissors no halo just frostbitten wisdom palms cracked hold heat like contraband visions flicker like infra-red beams under snowblind lids I keep pace with the ache make weather my witness if mercy late I barter patience with minutes keep it grim keep it true... keep it looped no ending the cold ain’t a threat it a tutor in pressure I pass every lesson by stayin suspended fourth leg down both ways I’m balanced in tension... The frost shows no mercy soon after ten Unhale the veil outlaws like men Heads wear no crown crawlers and fire crawlers and fire... crawlers and fire... crawlers and fire... crawlers and fire... am i crawling through fire? is this what i desire, or do i just catch the ire or the mutha fuckin decider? bitch im still a fighter.... if you wish or desire i'll leave your ass on the side of the street with no blood insider... quick hand me that lighter... it's getting a bit dark so i better flick start the burn of this wick's short not much of a head start when you cant run from your own head smart see through what was said mop the floor with the dead ah shit here we go again i try to keep it locked in... but we give and we give and we give and we give yet theres people want us dead for just trying to live... i dont know what they expectin but a hole in they head... The frost shows no mercy soon after ten Unhale the veil outlaws like men Heads wear no crown crawlers and fire crawlers and fire... crawlers and fire... crawlers and fire... crawlers and fire... am i crawling through fire?
