(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