Artist: (Random & Lost Perception f/) Phil Harmonic Album: Black Materia: Final Fantasy VII Song: Cid Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Phil Harmonic] Yeah, yo Even though my dream of touchin the sky, amongst the stars has died I'm still alive, cigarette in the jaws is lit The fire burnin inside, personal hell was stoked in Rocket Town, place I work and I dwell Was hopin for support, hoping for the President's word For Shinra to give me more funds to manage my bird The Tiny Bronco; but, while hagglin the head honcho this emo kid and his friends jacked my ride, oh no I chased 'em down pronto, hop on the plane with a feelin that my girl will never do it again I was right, it was shot down, I'm lookin at this Cloud clown Thinkin that he gonzoe berzerk, this jerk is just desert and I'm about to chow down but, after the story I hear about the end of the world approachin near we converge paths, the world's dead on arrival of the Meteor, we gotta stick together for survival I need some materia for weapon material Hijacked the Highwind then scratched off the serial Lose Cloud now I'm in charge, no half steppin Find Cloud, in the fallout of loosed weapons Find out that Shinra is loadin up a rocket to attack the meteor with materia gotta stop it Reach space lookin around, my jaws gape I escape in an oxygen pod to save the race