ترانه:
On The Last Day Below One Hundred

The dead will take you in Leave me alone, can't you see I'm dying here. I'll rip you, wide open. Just let me go, there's no more use for me. So cold

The dead will take you in Leave me alone, can't you see I'm dying here. I'll rip you, wide open. Just let me go, there's no more use for me. So cold

, this position I defend All around the sky is cracked, won't somebody send me back? Fourteen hundred hours, won't forget that day Coal-black sky, the earth a hundred

young but I've been stop playin' with crayons I'ma be around for eons put niggas where the bums pee on This ain't basketball three on three It's one

hypnotical gases are eating my brain Oxygen levels, check it, hydrogen levels, check it Nitrogen levels, check it Twenty-thousand leagues down below Minus one-hundred

were broken by the endless dark Our new paradise, The one to replace the one we burned so bad The god we hoped for left profaned, All wounded and forlorn on

eating my brain (oxygen levels, check it, hydorogen levels, check it nitrogen levels.. check it) [Prince Poetry] Twenty-thousand leagues down below, minus one-hundred

a boulder (HACK!) Hack up a boulder (HACK! HACK!) Hack up a boulder (HACK! HACK! HACK!) Up a boulder Now, one day, now I believe it was on a Tuesday,

a boulder (HACK!) Hack up a boulder (HACK! HACK!) Hack up a boulder (HACK! HACK! HACK!) Up a boulder Now, one day, now I believe it was on a Tuesday,