When night falls over the city
I gotta be ready cuz it feels like
Somebodys comin ta get me


Its ten-o-clock
And darkness comes to my area

And every night its a little bit more scarier
The eleven-o-clock Monday news
Is more like a horror flick

People sure have changed
It seems that they enjoying this
Death and distruction

With no instruction
Leads to malfunction disruption and full consuption
How can i escape this mind state that im in

I been tryin but it seems that i can't win
I've fallen and i cant get up
And the homies that was my homies went and set me up

Somebody tried to tell me that it was all in my brain
I tried to act a hard male wit cocaine
but it still dont ease my pain

Am i insane or a victim of my own fears
Whats goin on we suposed to be happy here
God dont make no junk thats what i been told

But it seems to me that God aint in control

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When night falls over the city
I gotta be ready cuz it feels like

Somebodys comin to get me

When night falls over the city

I gotta be ready cuz it feels like
Somebodys comin to get me


I need $$#istance
But all i get is resistance
I try to be presistant

But life can be gone in an instant
Im scared to turn around
Cuz i know somebodys watching

I can feel they evil stares
And i know that they plottin on me
An sceamin

I wish i was dreamin
If my mind was free
I could chase away the deamons

But it aint
And they still cant understand that
All i ever wanted in life was a chance to be a man

The some 'ol pattern
Its got me goin crazy loc
Descendent of a king but i feel like a rodo joke

Is this a sequal
Or all men created equal
The lies that you told told to the people back then

Now they is leathal
And now we swimmin in a pool like shark bait (shark bait)
Feel my pulse race

Have normal heart rate (heart rate)
And now im startin to feel like i might come up missin
I tried to tell somebody but nobody wouldnt listen


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Im feelin depressed stiffle
My life is triful
No famly,friends,or relations

So i stick with my rifle
And my pistol
Im seein stars and hearin whistles

One shot from a little junky $$# 22
Tear a whole in your grisle
Wont say ta say side

Cuz the up yours fell
Off the fall by the way side
So stay yo $$# on the plate side
Theres nothin to fear but the fear itself
And if you control the fear then the fear is wealth

Do i have power
Or do i have no self control
These long lonely nights
Have made my heart grow cold
Give my please

Cant somebody help a gee
And will we fight this battle for eternety
I blame you cuz my mind is not my own
So dont blame me if i tresspass in yo zone
Im your creation

The pilot of a twisted nation
Guess this is what your facin

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