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