SIN
I'm the hot clip that fills you before the coroner comes
I'm the bullet from the gun, I'm the grass on which you run
I'm the air that you breathe, I'm the bed in which sleep
I'm the sheets your underneath, I'm what makes you rest in peace
I'm the reason for disease, The reason there aint no cure
the reason that some hearts is cold and some are pure
I'm the pain you endure, I'm the scars that was left
I'm the reason you watch your step, the reason you crept
the reason you face death, the reason you wept
I'm the reason that your heart beat in your chest
I'm the reason that your bleedin to death
I'm the blood that flow in your veins, I'm the clouds when it rains
I'm the reason that blood leaves stains
I'm the reason you shackled in chains
the reason you cant change
I'm the pain reality bring
I'm the claws when you step into the lions den
the teeth that puncture your skin, lock a pits jaw under your chin
I'm the reason you'll never breathe again
ask yourself who am I? SIN, I'm the burnin within
I'm what you lived, everything you did, passed from you to your kids
follow me, you'll all be burnin in pits
I was concieved in fire, I'm the one that turned the preachers into liars
flames my attire, burnin with desire
I'm the blood from wars, I could make you rich or poor
I'm the killa on the other side of the door, not folklore
I'm not a myth, people scream in Hell I exist
I'm the razor to your wrist, im the "click"
when your gun jam, I'm the doctor that notify your fam
bring wrath across the land, I was the nails in Jesus's hands
understand theres no escape, no matter how much faith
you'll always make the mistake, you'll never see Heavens gates its too late
face the facts, I'm ecstacy, heron, cocaine, and crack
I'm a terrorist attack, I'm what causes planes to crash
I'm the mask that conceals the face of those who blast gats
find me in both forms, concrete and abstract
I'm the nervous feelin you got that made you backtrack
I'm the kid in class tired of bein laughed at
I'm the kid talkin shit, steadily gettin clapped at
I'm the bullet holes, that burn when they open
I'm the smokin from the barrel, I'm your lungs while you chokin
I'm soaked in lava, die piece by piece like I was a pirahna
I'm the weak spot in your body armor, I'm horror
I'm everything you detest, I'm everything you love, I'm your sorrow & regrets
I'm in your flesh, I'm the kiss of death
I'm clinched fists around teks
I'm what makes you depressed, put a noose around you neck
seconds left in time, it pass to you in years
I'm you fear and your nightmares, the end is near
