Shadow Boxing (Demo Pass)

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

[Verse 1: Black Sun and (Monochrome)]
Bust the state
Of mind I'm in, got the Kung-Fu grip on a Heineken
Shadowz on the bricks, in pursuit of chicks, I’m blinding ‘em
Trust sight, had to check the local sights and scenes
Elevated from a sack of green—(a daily routine)
I peep my man and pass him an L with bloody vision
Nautica conceals the assault mechanism
When the rhyme blew, stood, shine like crystal when I spark it
(Plus I got the extra pistol in the glove compartment)—true that
Now bust the orders. Let's float across these waters
And grab females up like a handful of quarters, see
NYC is sort of a fortress. If you ain't
Cautious, your life is going, gone, you lost it, son

[Verse 2: Monochrome and (Black Sun)]
I’m ready for stress, red-eye, and I eliminate my rivals
Odd of survival: hug the biscuit like a Bible. Headed for
Street life, big-booty chicks, and suckers to stick
I'm busting if the ruckus is thick, so watch your back, kid. Tactics
Of a grimy felon, swear biz is what I'm selling
While sinister thoughts of slaughtering are like water through my melon
I roll up another Marley, choke before I place my phone call
While Res' twisting dreads, fucking with honey on the wall
My back's turned, I can't see jack past the corner block
And all I remember is the hardcore stare given by shorty-rock
(That walked past two seconds ago). But what do you know? He kind of
Resembles the brother that, just last night, smacked my… “Yo
I'll call you back, Res'.” Already smell the Beast—maybe that’s
Homeboy’s brother, and if it is, he's laying on the street

[Hook: Samples] (x4)
“I hit my head on the concrete to beat the feet” - Sample from Buckshot on Black Moon - “How Many MC’s…”
“(*Gunshot*) Another dead nigga in the street” - Sample from Buckshot on Black Moon - “How Many MC's…”

[Verse 3: Monochrome and (Black Sun)]
(Yo, there he go, god)
Simultaneously, he spotted my grill piece, recognized
Reached for his side, the 40 he bought just hit the concrete
My heart was racing. Draw for the steel I'm embracing and facing
A situation that calls for identity-erasing
I let off with the squeeze, seen him fall, but he bust too
I heard a little scream, nigga's caught, but what did I do?

[Bridge: Black Sun and (Monochrome)]
How he gonna act like he don’t know? (How he gonna)
(Act like he don't know?)

[Verse 4: Black Sun and (Monochrome)]
How he gonna act like he
Don't know the time? It's all in your mind. His partner
Tried to get live. Removed the heater from my side and bust
Money tried but just reacted too late. Let off
Two projectiles, the first hit his mindstate—dead
Left this man bent and ran rampant, rapid-fire
Leave you blessed with your chest transparent
Bloodshed, covered in sweat from dread to boot
Trying to regroup, turning these streets to Beirut. See
I'm a survivor. (You try to get live?) Then I get liver
Any type drama you want? I'm the provider

[Verse 5: Monochrome and (Black Sun)]
No loss, bro. Caught him with my four to the torso
His world shook, but this little girl hit the floor, yo
In front of me, burgundy blood. Them bullets? They wanted me, but
They caught her, this little darling, somebody's daughter. Damn
Meanwhile, the dread had called another strapped for backup
They stole first—always the reason why I act up
The sight was scary. Running and flipping Hail Marys, ignorance
Just defeated a fifth. Story is legendary

[Hook: Samples] (x4)
“I hit my head on the concrete to beat the feet” - Sample from Buckshot on Black Moon - “How Many MC's…”
“(*Gunshot*) Another dead nigga in the street” - Sample from Buckshot on Black Moon - “How Many MC's…”