by Incarcerated Flavors
Nothing in life is a certain but death, from our first to our last breathe.
All that and in between is often a blink of an eye, before we go off to that so-called pie in the sky.
Our legacy consist of every step we take, with those you’ve taken were you fakin’, for the day shall come, when there is no more wakin’.
Please Don’t start shakin’, take a moment, We Can Make It!
Get Up Stand Up, Live Each Day Like Your Last, concetrate on the future,
Don’t worry about our past, judge not those that judge thee but find ones own fault. Last but not least, I want to say to the beast, I look to the East, TRUTH, thats where I find my PEACE!