Letras
Everyone safe and sound; this how family do
Only homies around, everyone here is crew
Somethin' foul in the air, somethin' feelin' askew
Wind is in the pipes, is that whistle callin' for you?
Don't holler; it's cool
Windows boarded and sealed, doors are bolted and locked
Product cookin' on pace, weaponry fully stocked
Bodies sleepin' in shifts, other bodies keep watch
Bullets are for anybody caught runnin' up in the spot, the pop, the pop
Drop the lights, so drop low, something shot from the trees
Went straight through the front door, homie drop to his knees
Blood seepin' from his neck, as he struggle to breathe
Wooden floors stained wet, gets soft the more that he bleeds, he leaves, believe
Didn't no one summon what was comin'
But it creepin' on a come up
Now it's right up in your face
Face it, let it resonate up in your bone a minute
When you shiver, make a sliver
Big enough for it to have a space
Ripped life slipping away
Maybe you can make it out with just a little bit of grace
But it truly doesn't give a fuck about the fear you feelin'
It is here to make you understand that nothing is safe
Nothing is, nothing is safe
Nothing is sacred
Nothing is safe, nothing to pray for, nothing is safe, nothing is
Nothing is
Cut the light and stay low; all is quiet and still
Peerin' through the window, starin' over the field
Scent of death in the air, nothing out there looks real
Close the homie's eyes, now is not the time to be feelin', really load up
Furniture to the walls, barricade you inside
Lose the lights in the hallways, everyone gon' be fine
Phone that no one should call starts to ringin' one time
All the homies' eyes slide to it then the walls split from the outside
The air rushes in; it's cold as fuck, bullets slappin' like hail, more homies struck down
The mission has failed; the wood is split, splintered chandelier falls and smashes hard
Glass and steel everywhere in every throat, screams in protest