[Intro: Killah Priest] Certain... Twilight zone [Killah Priest] Stared at me with his cold eyes, who was this old guy? Drug him in the building, as police drive by Took out my four-five, cocked it, put it to his forehead Dugout his pockets, went in his shirt, and took his locket Threw him near the garbage, aimed the gun and shot it Then dodged quick, how that, so fast, felt the wind go past Everything went in a flash, hopped over the trash I ran around the corner, cut up the alley And made to the backdoor in the lobby, then I stopped My eyes was shot, all my stolen goods dropped My body stood still like a rock I saw this kid holdin' a four-five, with the same old guy With the same cold eyes, I looked out the building Saw the same cop car roll by It woke me out the trance when I heard a shot Saw the old man cry, **** drop, by the garbage Kid disappeared somewhere through the project So I chased him, called his name, 'round the corner Up the block, through the alley Though the backdoor into a lobby When I came in, I saw the kid backin' up, with his gat in his clutch And floor full of stuff that he stoled from that man I glanced over the kid's shoulders, I seen the same old man Another young dude with the gun in his hand Pointed at the old man's head, makin' demands I looked out the lobby door, saw the same police man Drove by, it was no surprise, I said shot At the same time I heard a gun pop Looked at the garbage, saw a man lyin' there crotchin' Couldn't believe what I was watchin', I walked near him Should I fear him, I said to myself, it's gettin' weird son I told to old man, stared in his cold eyes At the same time I felt the ghost go by I looked up, saw me, holdin' the four-five I glanced back at him, asked him, what's happenin' What's the meaning? Am I dreaming? He whispered, the locket that you stole from me Open it, there's a picture So I opened the locket on the silver chain Saw a picture of him, and he had the same initials as my name Hope I'm not goin' insane, I can't explain, somethin' is strange I took off the old man's frames, put 'em on my eyes At the same time, the old man died Then I cried, I felt like something inside me died It got weird too, cuz out of nowhere I asked myself, do I fear you? And a beard grew, I felt my face, took out a mirror Looked in it, my hair was silver and in terror My body got cold, I broke the mirror, I felt I was old So I closed the locket, put the chain over my head Hid the picture in my shirt, like a curse I stood up and walked outside Where a kid was waitin' for me, with a loaded four-five I didn't say a word, I just stared in his eyes Said to myself, I know this guy Then he grabbed me by my shirt, then he drug me inside I asked him why, but he didn't reply **** it, I might be high He reached in my pocket, he dug in my shirt That's what I thought, damn, my locket Went and pointed the gun and cocked it Then he shot it, no, what's goin' on?... He stared at me with his cold eyes, who was this old guy? Drug him in the building, as police drive by Took out my four-five, cocked it, put it...
[Intro: Killah Priest] Certain... Twilight zone [Killah Priest] Stared at me with his cold eyes, who was this old guy? Drug him in the building, as police drive by Took out my four-five, cocked it, put it to his forehead Dugout his pockets, went in his shirt, and took his locket Threw him near the garbage, aimed the gun and shot it Then dodged quick, how that, so fast, felt the wind go past Everything went in a flash, hopped over the trash I ran around the corner, cut up the alley And made to the backdoor in the lobby, then I stopped My eyes was shot, all my stolen goods dropped My body stood still like a rock I saw this kid holdin' a four-five, with the same old guy With the same cold eyes, I looked out the building Saw the same cop car roll by It woke me out the trance when I heard a shot Saw the old man cry, **** drop, by the garbage Kid disappeared somewhere through the project So I chased him, called his name, 'round the corner Up the block, through the alley Though the backdoor into a lobby When I came in, I saw the kid backin' up, with his gat in his clutch And floor full of stuff that he stoled from that man I glanced over the kid's shoulders, I seen the same old man Another young dude with the gun in his hand Pointed at the old man's head, makin' demands I looked out the lobby door, saw the same police man Drove by, it was no surprise, I said shot At the same time I heard a gun pop Looked at the garbage, saw a man lyin' there crotchin' Couldn't believe what I was watchin', I walked near him Should I fear him, I said to myself, it's gettin' weird son I told to old man, stared in his cold eyes At the same time I felt the ghost go by I looked up, saw me, holdin' the four-five I glanced back at him, asked him, what's happenin' What's the meaning? Am I dreaming? He whispered, the locket that you stole from me Open it, there's a picture So I opened the locket on the silver chain Saw a picture of him, and he had the same initials as my name Hope I'm not goin' insane, I can't explain, somethin' is strange I took off the old man's frames, put 'em on my eyes At the same time, the old man died Then I cried, I felt like something inside me died It got weird too, cuz out of nowhere I asked myself, do I fear you? And a beard grew, I felt my face, took out a mirror Looked in it, my hair was silver and in terror My body got cold, I broke the mirror, I felt I was old So I closed the locket, put the chain over my head Hid the picture in my shirt, like a curse I stood up and walked outside Where a kid was waitin' for me, with a loaded four-five I didn't say a word, I just stared in his eyes Said to myself, I know this guy Then he grabbed me by my shirt, then he drug me inside I asked him why, but he didn't reply **** it, I might be high He reached in my pocket, he dug in my shirt That's what I thought, damn, my locket Went and pointed the gun and cocked it Then he shot it, no, what's goin' on?... He stared at me with his cold eyes, who was this old guy? Drug him in the building, as police drive by Took out my four-five, cocked it, put it...
