[Intro: Priest] Certain... zone
[Killah Stared at me with his cold eyes, who was old guy? Drug him in the building, as police by Took out my four-five, cocked it, put it to his Dugout his pockets, went in his shirt, and his locket Threw him near the garbage, aimed the gun and it Then quick, how that, so fast, felt the wind go past Everything went in a flash, hopped over the I ran around the corner, cut up the And made to the backdoor in the lobby, I stopped My was shot, all my stolen goods dropped My body stood still like a I saw this kid a four-five, with the same old guy With the same 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 disappeared through the project So I chased him, his name, 'round the corner Up the block, through the Though the into a lobby When I came in, I saw the kid 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 dude the gun in his hand at the old man's head, makin' demands I looked out the door, saw the same police man Drove by, it was no surprise, I shot At the time I heard a gun pop at the garbage, saw a man lyin' there crotchin' Couldn't what I was watchin', I walked near him Should I fear him, I said to myself, it's weird son I told to old man, stared in his eyes At the same I felt the ghost go by I looked up, saw me, holdin' the I glanced back at him, asked him, happenin' the meaning? Am I dreaming? He whispered, the locket that you stole me Open it, a picture So I opened the locket on the silver Saw a picture of him, and he had the same as my name Hope I'm not goin' insane, I explain, somethin' is strange I off the old man's frames, put 'em on my eyes At the same time, the old man Then I cried, I felt like something me died It got weird too, 'cause out of I myself, do I fear you? And a beard grew, I felt my face, took out a in it, my hair was silver and in terror My body got cold, I the mirror, I felt I was old So I closed the locket, put the over my head Hid the in my shirt, like a curse I stood up and outside a kid was waitin' for me, with a loaded four-five I didn't say a word, I just stared in his to myself, I know this guy Then he grabbed me by my shirt, then he me inside I asked him why, but he reply Fuck it, I might be He reached in my pocket, he dug in my That's what I thought, damn, my and pointed the gun and cocked it Then he shot it, no, what's on?... He stared at me with his cold eyes, who was old guy? Drug him in the building, as drive by out my four-five, cocked it, put it...