Shadow of Death
I walk with a Crow
Above my head
I leave it to a Crow
To be my eyes
Be my protector
Through these nights
Lets go down the streets
Block One
Look at the crowd
Very loud
Surround sounds
As I walk with my Crow
Next block
Very dark
No crowd
Not loud
A couple peeps
Nothing neat
Nothing clean
Look at the trash
Plenty cash
But not a pretty task
If you wanna ask
As I walk with my Crow
Next block
Busy street
Pretty clean
Has a crowd
Gas station or two
It's nothing cool
Once a bullet comes through
Halloween, is everyday
Walking these streets
You wanna see my eyes
Look at my Crow
Wanna picture
Look up a Crow
Look at the picture
Look at the eyes
Remind you of mine
Now!
Who wanna make the crime
Make a shadow of death
Through the eyes of my Crow
D.L.V
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