[Verse 1 - Rage617] : Gettin frost bitten in august frigid and cold hearted Make liquids turn to solid like living in the arctic Spitting with my heart and soul feeling philosphical Wishing for a pot of gold But all I got was socks of coal Thinking bout my life they say my mission is impossible But everytime I write I make it seem plasuable Havin visions of what god would do screaming what I gotta do And when I grab this mic I make it audible to all of you But time never waits or hesitates And it never regenerates so we dont ever get a break Theres never a better place then the present So never waste a second and always go for first Cuz time can still turn the best into the worst And vice versa so get better every verse And never let the sk**s rust you Only live once But with the lifes that we will touch you could never k** us [Verse 2 - C-MC] :N'teorin e hip-hopit jam fakt i gjall, gati me rima me ju vra Edhe me dek my spirit lives on E kam stilin pure underground,jam kategori e rand Se po shihet,po nihet, kasetofoni po prishet Rapi n'menyr ekstreme po lidhet e thirret Thjesht un edhe Rage617 we're k**in it Shemen pe sillmi,fejkat pi k**mi Shkupi-Quincy connection Po foli me veten,e kapi lapsin e fleten Edhe pak koh ka meten,per me ju gjeten Qe me qu fejkin n'vend t vet,sem duhet e verteta per me pranu realitetin Skam shka me ju than perveq se keep hatin Me pshty talentin, me fitu respektin, me djeg paren Emen kam juve komerciallcave ju duhet veq se parja Nuk kam marre me kallxu se shka ndjej Kur fejki m nervozon e kapin majkin per kryje e ja thej Venin edhe ekipen e reprezentoj, qent e mi lshoj Nese qel per mu goj, sa per rregull dije qe sosht rapi loj T kthehet fillmi n'kry, formulon flow qe masanej amaterave n'ftyr me jau pshty Ama skam shka me than mo se ktu pjesa jem u KRY,b**h!