[Intro] 202 all day, I parle, where my demons stay pupils black as night, white as day, what would Jesus say? Tears come down her face, as I sway, in my hearse I lay (yeah) The Virus (The Virus)
[Verse] (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 masses 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 through 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 niggas 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 death of a murderers blood ran (over the rocks) Space god, yeah, yeah, spaceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
