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[Verse 1:]

Na na na na na na na

He ain't wanna' kill mo time

At 8: 45 he put both hands on the 9

It wartime so he let the hollows fly

Now It's easy to kill

But it's hard to watch men die

Now I'm watchin like I'm a private eye

Cause he ain't on his homies side

He on the side of his home

This here is homicide'

Now the bullets in the air

Like it's slow motion

Almost no motion

Before this he was hulk Hogan

Now he's soft spoken

Mouth stuck as if his jaw broken

Heart feels sawed open

He went from sad to angry to happy to anxious

Now ain't this creating an emotional athlete

His heart racing last lap of the track meet

Cause he was thinking bout' marriage this year

The house he could have made he buildin' castles in the air

He closed his eyes and asked to disappear

Freeze it there yeah!

[Verse 2:]

Now zoom in hella for this set

Get the beads of sweat pour him

As they pour from the pores in his neck

They clearly yellin 'duck

They clearly yellin 'duck

From the right and the left

He can't hear

Both his ears on a double date with deaf (th)

Definitely it's mental uh

Revengeful

He can't bring himself to pray at his own temples

Now get a good angle on his friend

Who try to act upset but then again

Is just glad it isn't him

Sinful now zoom out slow and peep the pattern of the crows

All flying together like some traveling skulls

Ohh, he fell into the darkest place

So God never seen him when he called for his grace

Then it hit him like a storm

Don't worry he was calm

He wasn't even there

To know that he was gone

[Verse 3:]

They say if you pick up a shell and listen

That you can hear inside of the ocean

I picked up the shell

I only heard a violent explosion

I still see the 9 and it's smoking

And the kids silently dying

His eyelids is open

Look! Look! he's startin' to shake

It's a war inside of him

He fall for his fate

Life and death were like doors

They revolved on his face

You could have swore he was asleep

And started falling awake

Caught in between

The callin' of the ultimate gates

In that corner where he

Scuffled n struggled n hustled

Round' the way

And as he loses his T cells

His eyes lose detail

He can't tell a guy from a female

Out of one eye he can see heaven

Other eye he can see hell

When he crosses them he sees a sunrise

From when he was 12

And at the crossroads he became a corpse

From far up he looked like Jesus slain on the cross

It all happen so quick

Just 59 ticks

I looked down at my watch

It's 8: 46

Damn...