Back in Amsterdam, still smoking on that LA Smiling at life, here in the beast's belly Fuck what evil tell me. Baby my name's BLESS Been hungry since the first day I left my mother's breast Been fresh since the mess left me then I left the west Running from death with metal lungs and an iron chest I keep my breath on lock As i fire up this doobie full of fresh grown crops You can find me where the kush grows And the wind blows through willows Blowing out clouds in the shapes of pillows Writing short little poems, all based on riddles Of my life from the lows to highs and middles Cry a river and dive up in it, headfirst into my heart Like a knife up in it, I write within it A brand new life I'm living Every time I'm handed a mic, its loaded dice I'm given It ain't a gamble of course of winning Look in his eyes and recognize all the forces in him And the forces with him, standing right beside him Still hunt with wolves and I sleep with lions Hanging high at night from the belt of Orion Smiling at life and the fact that we high again Crow wings spread, I think its time that we fly my friend (Hook) Long as the fire is around, there ain't no bringing me down As high as fire can grow, I go beyond to my zone