(Verse 1)
Well it's Rukus ressurrected yo i'm coming back
Puffin' on the swisha, drinkin' a rolling rock six pack
Kickin' sh** with Cutthroat the motherf**in' Kryptik crew
Raisin' from the dead, thought ya knew, 'cause we're crazy too
Pour out some brew for my homies that died young
And I got that siccness like that n***a Brotha Lynch Hung
Song is sung, as the story unfolds
The bodies get cold while the story gets told
I'm puffin' on the izzo and i'm hittin' it neatly
Blowin' out smoke I ain't doin' it descretly
Lost souls, in my smoke, I see my dead homies, I begin to choke
Cuttin' up body parts and throwin' 'em in the trash b**h
Just some biproducts of the circle of facists
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I gotta light this candle, before I bust
(Chorus) (X4)
A lost soul not recognized by society
Just another lost soul
(Verse 2)
Yo I ain't religious but I ask God why
Why did all the good ones have to die?
Friends and family, there ain't no one left
Just me left standin' they're all laid to rest
But I digress, as I hit the Hennissey
I'm depressed, yo I can't believe G
I'm far from blessed, so don't come near me
sh**'s a mess, and I can't see clearly
I must confess, I gots to get my head together
Got Komatose to get me through all the stormy weather
And alcohol to numb the pain
I like to get drunk and look up at the rain
Pourin' down, pourin' down as it drips down my face
Images of the good times slowly get replaced
Take my motherf**in' life because i'm insane
Gettin' f**ed up and wash my problems down the drain
Travel up ahead, see where the road leads
Be good to my girl before I plant my evil seeds
Raise 'em up right in this world called hell
Makin' sure they never end up in a prison cell
Payin' my dues is takin' it's toll
End up in purgatory just another lost soul
Just another lost soul
Just another lost soul
(Chorus) (X8)
A lost soul not recognized by society
Just another lost soul