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