Tears come down her face, as i sway, in my hearse i lay. (yeah)
(this is the) tale of a ghost, i have been dead since the day i came out of the womb
Slittin' the right hand couldn't sleep just like humans i thought as i sat in the dark of my room
Young adolescent the blessing his family thought in his mind he was being consumed
By all the thoughts and the statements bestowed onto him to persuade them in lettin' him loose
Could they be stopped?
Walkin' the streets seein' wanted civilians would constantly watch
Hiding his face in the ma**es that show he was given transparent once he's hit the block
Nothin' could save him, but he didn't want to be saved. fully content with the shock
People were starin' in awe as the shells started breakin' a smile broke though with that Glock
//pop pop pop pop//
Bodies were droppin' around him but he kept a smile on his face
Smoke and the stench of the corpses polluted the air as civilians were runnin' away
He didn't care
Smiling through all the destruction, the chaos he left in his way
Switchin' the clip in the smith and the wesson he held was the only silence that got break
Sirens broke out in the streets
People started to flee and they ordered him down on the ground
He didn't listen, continued to load ammunition and constantly lay n***as down
He was insane, a screw must be loose in his brain
Or simply just tired of lames
All of the fakes, told him to make no mistake
He the reason they should be afraid
Light up the block
Gunned down by armies, the cops, and the bundles of shells that be dropped
They ain't get shot, since time had run out on the clock, just the menace who had to be stopped
Slowly approachin' the perp who they thought they had murked
They subdued him with countless to watch
One single bullet would signal the d**h of a murderers blood ran over the rocks
Space god, yeah, yeah, space_