As I rise, watch the trees fall down to the pavement
and the breeze turn blaze this


I'ma tell these ^!$$%s mother$#&@ the world
On the real ^!$$%, feel this
Punch a hole in the system like I got a steel fist

I don't trust a soul ^!$$%s so I ride alone
And I've been paranoid ever since I got a phone
Yeah, better roll or get rolled over

You too cool ^!$$%, you can get the cold shoulder
I'm from the city where the skinny ^!$$%s die
Ride, I survived, and I made it out alive

And they want through out my face to look blank cause
I don't give a $#&@ bout what they say off thang
^!$$% you see me with that face wall paint

Come on pick your poison, it's brave of the shake

Militant mind is the wake of the think

You can meet the devil better pray for the saints
Militant mind is the wake of the think
^!$$% you could meet the devil


One day this world gonna turn to ashes, so where's my matches
Where's my matches

How come flame out world is dark now
And everybody need this spark now
And I'm like where's my matches, where's my matches

Put the whole world in a casket and I'm gonna watch this
World just burn to ashes, turn to ashes, turn to ashes


As I rise, watch the trees fall down to the pavement
and the breeze turn blaze this


Staring at the world through my rear view
Gotta stay high just so I can keep a clear view
Tryina do right, but I'm swerving in the left lane

Tryina stay out of that black hole, watch my step maine
They say money is the root of all evil,
And we love it, so I guess me and you are all equal

%#@! ain't been the same since hurricane Katrina, eye cam reader
What happened with the femur
Government officials now keeping it official

Like a ref with no whistle, so I'm tackling the issues
And they wonder why we act the way we act
Murder, murder, steal, steal and sell crack to get stacks but


Where's my matches, where's my matches
Put the whole world in the casket

And I'm gonna watch this
World just burn to ashes, turn to ashes, turn to ashes
One day this world gonna turn to ashes, and I'ma sit back laughing

And when I try to kick that habit of mine
And I'm like where's my matches, where's my matches
This whole world is aware of my actions

But they ain't done bad compared to taxes
Ashes, all I see is ashes, as the world turns


I'm a young arsonist, on my late night Johhny Carson %#@!
I ain't never gave a $#&@ about the world
Cause they don't give a $#&@ about me

Or my girl, or my mama, in a mist of the drama
Yeah they try to pull all the way back to get ahead of you
Then they turn the revenue, go come for your revenue

Say that you owe 32% of what you make
When the world dies, how I be rejoicing at the wakes


As I rise, I watch the streets burn down to the?uh

Where's my matches, where's my matches

Put the whole world in a casket and I'm gonna watch this
One day this world gonna turn to ashes, so where's my matches
Where's my matches

How come flame out world is dark now
And everybody need this spark now
And I'm like where's my matches, where's my matches

Put the whole world in a casket and I'm gonna watch this
World just burn to ashes, turn to ashes, turn to ashes

As I rise, watch the trees fall down to the pavement
and the breeze turn blaze this.