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