AssOnnato..... [Intro] Apologize, it's in my eyes. There's death ahead, it's my demise, try to harmonize to those pretty lies. Trynna be wise, my soul is old and yours is cold. (Yours is cold) (Yours is cold) [Verse 1] Rippling right through those notes, frequency's gun make you float, smokin' dope and of the pill. My own body, I'm gon' kill ya....Learn More