Desolate, this is the land that we be living in/desolate, desolate/desolate, this is the land that we be living in/desolate, desolate

Stuck in a world where many dreams die/so many hearts turned cold by the lies/trying to survive by barely getting by/nightmares so real, make ya wish you were'nt alive

Desolate, nightmare is the land that we come from, land that we come from/and I feel like were stuck in it/my people crying to the skies till its all done, till its all done/and when the darkness falls the lights go off/my dreams die out until they are no more/when the darkness falls the light go off/my dreams die out until they are no more

Yea, dead dreams broken hearts and ripped seems/there's books written on my life and all torn from the ones I deceived/I be on something different/I can rap for the ones that's missing/cold world on forest hills looking for the cops that are fishing/mission corrupt, hearts that don't love, what?/people hiding from the truth about this stuff/I, say it so much/they, till its enough/can't, tell what's what/ darkness falls and so does blood from the cuts/we all fallen with the lights off, no vision/fall down, drop crowns/from others lost on these grounds/breaking bread with frowns/and breaking ties with friends/in the streets where you can't bare the sounds this needs to end

Desolate, nightmare is the land that we come from, land that we come from/and I feel like were stuck in it/my people crying to the skies till its all done, till its all done/and when the darkness falls the lights go off/my dreams die out until they are no more/when the darkness falls the light go off/my dreams die out until they are no more

Torn hearts, plenty scars/living in a fallen place/cold nights, stars bright/like were up in outer space/I wish I could erase/all the pain I had to face/but I thank the Lord for His grace/and being my strenght/without Him, where would I be?/probably dead, somewhere strung out on some ecstacy/I don't know/exactly how my life would unfold/but still I pray to the Lord my soul to keep/this desolate land has turned so many asleep/the grim reaper often disguised as a sheep/soul hunting, he's coming/you better beware/people die, souls cry/stuck living in this nightmare

Desolate, nightmare is the land that we come from, land that we come from/and I feel like were stuck in it/my people crying to the skies till its all done, till its all done/and when the darkness falls the lights go off/my dreams die out until they are no more/when the darkness falls the light go off/my dreams die out until they are no more