Something in the shadows
Maybe it's the Pharaohs
Coming to spread the light, cause the vision's so narrow
Maybe it's the killa's in the cut, with the barrels
Getting high, but can't fly without the eye of a sparrow
Fatigued and fatigue ready for battle
My word could move herd like the cattle
Try to stay hard, life's fragile, meaning you could lose any moment
My cranium is like Damien's, no Omen
I don't bare the mark of the beast
Just the heart of the beast
Rally for 'em when it's dark in the streets
Just a ice cold nigga that be sparking the heat
Tryna make it through the struggle just to say "at the least,"
If they coming, tell 'em come now
Sunset, sundown
I don't put my gun down
And I ain't tryna run, clown
I keep something in the barrels
Fully loaded up knowing there's something in the shadows
Shadows Green Ghost project