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[Intro]

Yo I’m tired man, been a long-ass day
I just feel like gettin’ in bed and goin’ to sleep, you know
Hope I don’t have that nightmare again… shit
Nah, I’m goin’ to sleep, fuck this

[Verse]

Walkin’ down the sidewalk, cell phone ringin’
Number is restricted, who the fuck is it? (Hello?)
„Listen close, you got 24 hours
'Fore you feelin’ lead showers, run while you can, coward”

Dial-tone, red button, put away the phone
Look around, barren wasteland and I’m all alone
(Shit…) Who was that, man I’ll never know
Forgot where I was goin’, so I guess I should be headed home

Sky gettin’ blacker and I hear distant laughter
Of some kids, feel my neck, hairs standin’ on the back of it
Now I’m bookin’ home, paranoid, took the road
Overtop the water, lookin’ down and seein’ hell below

I make it to my floor, finally unlock the door
First thing that I do, kick the shoes off and grab the four
Get the box of ammo from the closet
Fill the clips up so it can bang off when I cock it, listen

What was that?
Just the wind
I got my gat
Fuck it then

Get the shotty out the basement and I load shells in it
Ain’t nobody finna kill me, give ’em hell when I grip it
A shotgun and a four, I need another one
Find the AK, banana clips, I need another gun

I sit back in my one-room apartment
Lookin’ at the cracks in the wall, eyes dartin’
Tryna put my flak jacket on, 'fore they start shit
Puttin’ all my stacks in the vault, pitch darkness

I need food, feelin’ weakness in my legs and it’s
Five A.M., drinkin’ caffeinated beverages
Couldn’t take it, man, I musta fell asleep and
I awake to footsteps comin’ up the stairs, creepin’

Leapin’ out the chair, the whiskey I take a swig of
Got fingers on both triggers, I’m ready to split wigs up
Here they come, now they knock the door down
Muzzles lightin’ up the dark, and there’s shots all around

Man, I’m tryna be accurate with the guns that I’m packin’
But I can’t focus, I panic when both my barrels stay backwards (blam!)
I was a dead man when my guns jammed
Slugs ran through me and they end my lifespan, damn…

I see a white light
My soul lifts up
I’m feelin’ quite right
No more Mister

Nice Guy, y’all can’t kill an apparition
With no fire, with no ice, with no kinda ammunition
I’m watchin’, see my dead self on the ground
Lookin’ at these men take what’s in the safe that they found

But now, they don’t really know what’s ’bout to hit ’em
Apparition hover over to the kitchen, knife grippin’, I split ’em
Give each one an ear-to-ear smile, leave they blood stainin’ tile
As they thud up in a pile

[Outro]

Let it marinate for a little while
Unsolved murder in police files
Apparition, they can’t kill me
What up Bohe?
Y’all can’t kill me, Apparition

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