[Intro: Priest] Certain... zone
Priest] Stared at me his cold eyes, who was this old guy? 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 his locket him near the garbage, aimed the gun and shot it Then dodged quick, how that, so fast, 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 eyes was shot, all my goods dropped My body stood like a rock I saw this kid holdin' a four-five, 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 I heard a shot Saw the old man cry, shit drop, by the Kid somewhere through the project So I chased him, called his name, 'round the Up the block, the alley Though the backdoor a lobby I came in, I saw the kid backin' up, with his gat in his clutch And floor of stuff that he stoled from that man I glanced over the 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 by, it was no surprise, I said shot At the same time I a gun pop at the garbage, saw a man lyin' there crotchin' Couldn't believe what I was watchin', I 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 I felt the ghost go by I looked up, saw me, the four-five I back at him, asked him, what's happenin' the meaning? Am I dreaming? He whispered, the locket you stole from me Open it, there's a So I opened the locket on the silver Saw a picture of him, and he had the same initials as my I'm not goin' insane, I can't explain, somethin' is strange I took off the old man's frames, put 'em on my At the same time, the old man I cried, I felt like something inside me died It got weird too, out of nowhere I asked myself, do I fear And a beard grew, I my face, took out a mirror Looked in it, my 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, a curse I up and walked outside Where a kid was waitin' for me, with a four-five I didn't say a word, I just in his eyes to myself, I know this guy Then he grabbed me by my shirt, then he drug me I him why, but he didn't reply it, I might be high He in my pocket, he dug in my shirt 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 this old him in the building, as police drive by Took out my four-five, it, put it...