Strike The Match

I can hear you, but I can't see you
 I know what you want, but I wouldn't wanna be you
 I got the truth in the stating that reality
 is PM5K speciality
 flame on, flame off, blood is in the veins
 be strong, be strong, goin through the brain
 strain for some power, but the power ain't free see
 what you gotta do with, what you gotta be
 if you choose to hide then it's hidden
 if you chose to ride then its ridden
 scoop up the bottom that is right next to nothing
 you gotta blame yourself if you gotta blame something
 misery born in the brain like a bad seed
 and when I scream Godspeed to mislead
 flies to the period right is the wrong
 strike the match - Flame On
 FLAME ON! YEAH!
 FLAME ON!
 FLAME ON! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
 Jump on you skull cause the rain is gettin heavy yeah
 the furrier where was your face (?)
 scarier then ever before, exit through the door
 and add that to another, yeah they wantin more
 of your pain its a strain
 but myself, I still remain
 I create (?)
 now here is a man that wouldn't take it anymore
 ran it through your skull once, so I run it once more
 if you choose to hide then it's hidden
 if you chose to ride then its ridden
 scrape up the bottom that is right next to nothing
 you gotta blame yourself if you gotta blame something
 FLAME ON! YEAH!
 FLAME ON!
 FLAME ON! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
 a profit
 a poet
 a pusher
 you know it
 slow it down
 we goin underground
 no time to reconcile
 it's super hero style
 unbelievable, unbeatable
 some people call me evil
 though I will not be
 constricted by
 the thoughts of another
 then tend to smother
 true force completely
 it's never discreetly
 you have a nice day
 please to meet me
 history or hell
 I will accept with out a scratch
 never heard a word
 just a blur
 strike the match