Everyone safe and sound; this how family do Only homies around, everyone here is crew Somethin' foul in the air, somethin' feelin' askew Wind is in the pipes, is that whistle callin' for you? Don't holler; it's cool Windows boarded and sealed, doors are bolted and locked Product cookin' on pace, weaponry fully stocked Bodies sleepin' in shifts, other bodies keep watch Bullets are for anybody caught runnin' up in the spot, the pop, the pop Drop the lights, so drop low, something shot from the trees Went straight through the front door, homie drop to his knees Blood seepin' from his neck, as he struggle to breathe Wooden floors stained wet, gets soft the more that he bleeds, he leaves, believe
Didn't no one summon what was comin' But it creepin' on a come up Now it's right up in your face Face it, let it resonate up in your bone a minute When you shiver, make a sliver Big enough for it to have a space Ripped life slipping away Maybe you can make it out with just a little bit of grace But it truly doesn't give a fuck about the fear you feelin' It is here to make you understand that nothing is safe
Nothing is, nothing is safe Nothing is sacred Nothing is safe, nothing to pray for, nothing is safe, nothing is Nothing is
Cut the light and stay low; all is quiet and still Peerin' through the window, starin' over the field Scent of death in the air, nothing out there looks real Close the homie's eyes, now is not the time to be feelin', really load up Furniture to the walls, barricade you inside Lose the lights in the hallways, everyone gon' be fine Phone that no one should call starts to ringin' one time All the homies' eyes slide to it then the walls split from the outside The air rushes in; it's cold as fuck, bullets slappin' like hail, more homies struck down The mission has failed; the wood is split, splintered chandelier falls and smashes hard Glass and steel everywhere in every throat, screams in protest You all are dyin', and really will anyone care? Truth, like death, comes for everyone
Barely had to summon what was comin' It was creepin' on a come up Now it's right up in your face Face it, let it resonate up in your bone a minute When you shiver, make a sliver Big enough for it to have a space Ripped life slipping away Maybe you can make it out with just a little bit of grace But it truly doesn't give a fuck about the fear you feelin' It is here to make you understand that nothing is safe
Nothing is, nothing is safe Nothing is sacred Nothing is safe, nothing to pray for, nothing is safe Nothing is Nothing is
Death is comin' for you, but you already knew that Thought the clique up brought you some safety up in this pack But that didn't add up, back up, stand up, strike a pose With your gat up, that's what they like, you suppose They gon' rack up, stack up that stuff that you stole But the fact of status wrapped up in black cold Caskets cannot be ignored; runnin' so fast should had an award Homies got gassed for cash from that score Y'all could have made a dash just after one more So your foot up on the gas and smash 'round the corner Only one man was sent to the coroner Wasn't part of the plan, but damn, the fast foreign Whip was too quick to flip and fast-forward The past smashed every wall, pillar and floorboard Ashes to ashes, dust in the lung Fire now on everything, gasoline been poured Last piece of action 'fore you succumb Just catch a glance of what could have done this Somethin' 'bout how he walks remind you of someone You look and see a gun, a man with no face A golden halo that could be the sun
Long ago, you summoned what was comin' It was creepin' on a come up Now it's right up in your face Face it, let it resonate up in your bone a minute When you shiver, make a sliver Big enough for it to have a space Ripped life slipping away Maybe you can make it out with just a little bit of grace But it truly doesn't give a fuck about the fear you feelin' It is here to make you understand that nothing is safe
Nothing is, nothing is safe Nothing is sacred Nothing is safe, nothing to pray for, nothing is safe, nothing is Nothing isTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
