A BABY'S BORN THEN A MAN DIES IN REALITY JOE JUST HAD HIS FIRST BORN BUT TO CORY WE SAY GOOD BYES THE STORY ALWAYS HAS DEMISE IN TIMES OF CELEBRATION THIS HEARTACHE IS SLICED DEEP THRU OUR FRUSTRATIONS THE MOMENTS OF THE PRODIGAL SON MEET THE MORNING THE EVILS OF THE WORLD CAUSE US TO SUCCOMB I NEVER THOUGHT I'D SEE SUCH DIGUSTING NATURE THRU MY OWN EYES THE JUNGLE MEETS CIVILIZATION THE SAME RAGE WE TAKE TO THE ANIMAL BECOMES HUMAN NATURE THE KARMA OF OUR TREATMENT TO THE WORLD BECOMES FURY'S WAGER IM JUST A NIGHT STALKER GHETTO ENCRIPTED POET SUBURBAN FLOWIST WITH DREAMS OF LIFTING MY BROTHER FROM THAT COLDER LESS THEN LIFE BOX OF HATE THAT STARTS HIS DAY LIKE FOLDGERS THAT DRIVEN HATE TO TAKE THE NEXT MANS LIFE THE STINCH OF FEAR CAN LEAVE SUCH A FOUL ODOR IN LIFE "OUTRO" REPEAT 2X BUT REMEMBER BROTHAS & SISTAS YOU CAN STILL STAND TALL