[Verse 1 - Rage617] : Gettin frost bitten in august frigid and cold hearted
Make liquids turn to solid like living in the arctic
Spitting with my heart and soul feeling philosphical
Wishing for a pot of gold But all I got was socks of coal
Thinking bout my life they say my mission is impossible
But everytime I write I make it seem plasuable
Havin visions of what god would do screaming what I gotta do
And when I grab this mic I make it audible to all of you
But time never waits or hesitates
And it never regenerates so we dont ever get a break
Theres never a better place then the present
So never waste a second and always go for first
Cuz time can still turn the best into the worst
And vice versa so get better every verse
And never let the sk**s rust you Only live once
But with the lifes that we will touch you could never k** us
[Verse 2 - C-MC] :N'teorin e hip-hopit jam fakt i gjall, gati me rima me ju vra
Edhe me dek my spirit lives on
E kam stilin pure underground,jam kategori e rand
Se po shihet,po nihet, kasetofoni po prishet
Rapi n'menyr ekstreme po lidhet e thirret
Thjesht un edhe Rage617 we're k**in it
Shemen pe sillmi,fejkat pi k**mi
Shkupi-Quincy connection
Po foli me veten,e kapi lapsin e fleten
Edhe pak koh ka meten,per me ju gjeten
Qe me qu fejkin n'vend t vet,sem duhet e verteta per me pranu realitetin
Skam shka me ju than perveq se keep hatin
Me pshty talentin, me fitu respektin, me djeg paren
Emen kam juve komerciallcave ju duhet veq se parja
Nuk kam marre me kallxu se shka ndjej
Kur fejki m nervozon e kapin majkin per kryje e ja thej
Venin edhe ekipen e reprezentoj, qent e mi lshoj
Nese qel per mu goj, sa per rregull dije qe sosht rapi loj
T kthehet fillmi n'kry, formulon flow qe masanej amaterave n'ftyr me jau pshty
Ama skam shka me than mo se ktu pjesa jem u KRY,b**h!