Me and My Shadow

Nick Wiz ft. Shadowz In Da Dark - “Me and My Shadow”
[Emcee(s): Black Sun and Monochrome]
[Producer(s): Nick Wiz]

[Hook: Black Sun]
The shadow steelo
Is your comprehension level ready yet?
The shadow steelo
Is your comprehension level ready yet?

[Verse 1: Black Sun]
Stop riding on my
Coattails. The immortal bastard prevails, ill rep
I’m never trapped in by any casket nails
Word to my evil heart for all this work when I stalk, turn on the low
The darkest shadow to inhabit this Earth. I hurts
When emcees are bold enough to cross this savage, I keep ‘em
Nauseous like whatever when I sever—ha!
You wanna be a big dog, you silly mutt? I couldn’t stand
The heat in the kitchen, so I blew up the hut—what?!?
Groups I wish dead, troops I wish dead, you
I wish dead. Don’t be misled. I’m taking heads
I doubt you had the nerve to say what I thought I heard you say
I’m reaching down your throat and pulling out a fistful of vertebrae
Make way. I pack a wide load of facts so emcee
Lumberjacks’ll have a forest to go before they make the stacks
Of sticks and stones. I insert poison in bones
Harvest clones like homegrown and fuck up domes
I be that nigga. You be that nigga. You see that, nigga?
I’m far away, god. No calculator could ever figure
Halfway to Hell, infinite degrees, intend to go
Don’t act new, kid. Been polluted since an embryo

[Hook: Black Sun]
The shadow steelo
Is your comprehension level ready yet?
The shadow steelo
Is your comprehension level ready yet?

[Verse 2: Monochrome]
I’m puffing a pack, and my pockets down
But you see, punk? The lump is for my dolo. Strike like Han Solo
A lowlife rugged—fuck the Polo. I don’t need breeze
To make you bleed. Please, chump. I’m quite the adversary
Roll with mercenary guillotine styles, I’m more than scary
Consume meth by the pound, dark-skinned, down, and brown
You know that Chrome is in town when bodies are left around
How often the court gonna force me to be in session? I’m ripping
The floor when I get raw, so, once more, you’re in the science session
Huh! Your earlobes are bleeding from the drama I’m speaking
I’m keeping emcees from freezing by heating and sparking the Garden
Of Eden. With stats, I attack and crack skullcap
Pull wigs back, come strapped for acts with the gat, jack
So silly these suckers and styles, y’all bullshit for miles
While the Dark mind inks, thinks criminal files
My friends had won 2-0. Booyaka! Blaster, “BO!”
I’m heading, strolling through Four-Fifth and sticking hoes
Come step to the flex when I wreck, when I manage to damage
And disconnect niggas’ necks from their headsets
Molten lava, three-fifty-seven revolver
My problem-solver’s for smart punks—don’t even bother

[Hook: Black Sun] (x2)
The shadow steelo
Is your comprehension level ready yet?
The shadow steelo
Is your comprehension level ready yet?