[Verse 1: Drapht]

I can't waste no time, I still remain a mystery

Mister D-rapht is re-writing history

Quick to be judged and rubbed up the wrong way

Far beyond strong but I flip after long days

Songs play over in my head

Haunted by hip hop, won't let me rest till I'm dead

Lead by light but in sight of the darkness

I'm quick off the draw like graffers with markers

Regardless of all the mistakes I've made

An ongoing avalanche can't stop my rage

But still struggle, I can't reveal a weakness

Bounce back as an outlaw with ghost-like features

Best kept secrets are best kept left

Regrets are for the weak, I plan my next step

Best yet, let time take its path

All bets are set on Drapht's task to have the last laugh

[Hook: Porsah Lane]

Can't stop the demons in my mind

Oh, you can't escape the power of the rhyme

Can't stop the demons in my mind

Oh, you can't escape the power, you can't escape the power

[Verse 2: Drapht]

My mind sits between two worlds of fact and fiction

Building barriers for pain infliction

Victim of perfection, thought of a thought to mention

Every word that I mention is never short of attention

I'm indeed up to my knees with mud

Won't budge, slowly swallowed by the rising flood

Cold blood, more aggression than some

Cause I'm misunderstood like a man with no tongue

No fun, sunk as low as a shipwreck

Disrespect Paul more than whores wearing fishnets

I'm in sets like the surf

Just like an alcoholic, Drapht lives in the 'burbs

Plus I confer to work for my earnings

Rely on number one till the world stops turning

Learned to hustle the streets

My only means to survive is to think like a thief

[Hook: Porsah Lane]

Can't stop the demons in my mind

Oh, you can't escape the power of the rhyme

Can't stop the demons in my mind

Oh, you can't escape the power, you can't escape the power

[Verse 3: Drapht]

Tough time, got many techniques to uphold mine

Refuse to dry up and rust, confined

As a bandit, yeah it's a hold up

Dirty style, more triple X files than Moulder

Told ya, new age Ned Kelly of the century

Hyjak on horseback, every pocket end's empty

It's elementary, what's done is simple

On topic, hypnotic, telepathical signals

Simpled slightly, aggressive I might be

But every word that I spit just wraps it up tightly

Reoccurs nightly, highly explosive

The sound of magic ransacks with no motive

I pale ride the high saddle avenger

Remember temper strike the spite of your gender

So surrender, no point in trying to fight

Code red overnight, dynamics of dynamite

[Hook: Porsah Lane]

Can't stop the demons in my mind

Oh, you can't escape the power of the rhyme

Can't stop the demons in my mind

Oh, you can't escape the power, you can't escape the power