The Strangers

[Verse 10: Crucified]
?Pull up all drunk, unforgettable? face individual thinkin' they playin' it nice
But ain't givin' a fuck and I put 'em in grave then I'm back in to pressure them, back in to bludgeon 'em
Breakin' 'em over the zone when I'm makin' 'em pay and they cover the problem
Gimme the pay and then look at the shock in' 'em, lookin' a million, I'm bigger than poppin' 'em
Packin' artillery up in this mission, they better forget it, they figured I'm poppin' 'em
Over the rubble, I'm bringin' in dеath when I'm bringin' in something to come in and droppin' еm
Looking at your windows I'ma walk in real slow
Wearing a mask but it must be a joke
Now I'm there on your front porch at the door
And the homies they already entered your home
You can’t find your phone and no electricity
Up in here anymore, fuck it you're on
(To burn like a zone) and suffer the injury
Instantly enemy becoming bones
I speak in a tone, they destined to misery
Fuckers ain't shit to me, let it be known
My seat on my throne and scenery full of that
Greenery, look at their mentals all blown
And each to his own, the neighbors saw someone strange
At your house one minute, then I was gone