[Intro: Killah Certain... Twilight
[Killah Stared at me with his cold eyes, who was this old him in the building, as police drive by Took out my four-five, it, put it to his forehead Dugout his pockets, went in his shirt, and took his Threw him the garbage, aimed the gun and shot it Then dodged quick, how that, so fast, the wind go past Everything went in a flash, over 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 goods My body still like a rock I saw this kid holdin' a four-five, the same old guy With the same cold eyes, I looked out the Saw the cop car roll by It woke me out the trance when I heard a Saw the old man cry, drop, by the garbage Kid disappeared somewhere the project So I chased him, his name, 'round the corner Up the block, the alley Though the backdoor a lobby When I in, I saw the kid backin' up, with his gat in his clutch And full of stuff that he stoled from that man I glanced over the kid's shoulders, I seen the old man Another young dude the gun in his hand Pointed at the old man's head, demands I out the lobby door, saw the same police man Drove by, it was no surprise, I shot At the time I heard a gun pop Looked at the garbage, saw a man lyin' there Couldn't believe I was watchin', I walked near him Should I fear him, I said to myself, it's weird son I to old man, stared in his cold eyes At the time I felt the ghost go by I looked up, saw me, holdin' the I glanced back at him, asked him, happenin' What's the Am I dreaming? He whispered, the locket you stole from me Open it, a picture So I opened the locket on the chain Saw a picture of him, and he had the initials as my name Hope I'm not goin' insane, I can't explain, 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 me died It got weird too, out of nowhere I asked myself, do I fear And a grew, I felt my face, took out a mirror Looked in it, my was silver and in terror My body got cold, I broke the mirror, I I was old So I closed the locket, put the chain over my Hid the picture in my shirt, a curse I stood up and 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 this guy Then he grabbed me by my shirt, he drug me inside I him why, but he didn't reply it, I might be high He reached in my pocket, he dug in my what I thought, damn, my locket Went and the gun and cocked it Then he shot it, no, goin' on?... He stared at me with his eyes, who was this old guy? him in the building, as police drive by Took out my four-five, it, put it...