Where the Monsters Play
Someone got shot
And that could've been me
I'm not saying it was close
But that dude was killed randomly
He had a fucking family
Where the fuck am I
I'm on Gravier Street
Bout a minute from Canal
When I walk home at night
That's what I think about now
When I walk past a crowd
Always spin my head around
See reflections in the window
Thinking what could I get into
I'd just probably try to book it
Looking every single way
Hoping today is not the day
Cross my fingers in my pocket
Any time of any day
Shut my door and always lock it
When I chill in my apartment
I don't leave it at night by myself
All I've heard is stories but I don't
Wanna find out for myself
I'm on Gravier Street
Bout a minute from Canal
Walk right out the door
On the right pass The Store
Take a left at the corner
That's Carondelet
Block 100, where the monsters play
Where nobody ever thinks
That they'll be shot today
Walk right out the door
On the right pass The Store
Take a left at the corner
That's Carondelet
Block 100, where the monsters play
Where nobody ever thinks
That they'll be shot today
It was just a couple feet
From where I buy my booze
Daisy Dukes
I get late night food
On a Friday night
What if I was in the mood
I was out that night
That could've been my life or Skibs
Or anybody else I was with
Shot five times in the head
And in the ribs
Pronounced dead at the scene
Bout a block from where I live
Now isn't that sickening
They followed him like prey
Waiting for the right moment
Like they're fucking hunting game
Right in front of Gallier
Pushed him up against the car
There were three of 'em with guns
So, he wasn't running far
I walk that block everyday
Guess I'm living in a foxhole
Maybe I should pray
I'm on Gravier Street
Bout a minute from Canal
Walk right out the door
On the right pass The Store
Take a left at the corner
That's Carondelet
Block 100, where the monsters play
Where nobody ever thinks
That they'll be shot today
Walk right out the door
On the right pass The Store
Take a left at the corner
That's Carondelet
Block 100, where the monsters play
Where nobody ever thinks
That they'll be shot today
And that could've been me
I'm not saying it was close
But that dude was killed randomly
He had a fucking family
Where the fuck am I
I'm on Gravier Street
Bout a minute from Canal
When I walk home at night
That's what I think about now
When I walk past a crowd
Always spin my head around
See reflections in the window
Thinking what could I get into
I'd just probably try to book it
Looking every single way
Hoping today is not the day
Cross my fingers in my pocket
Any time of any day
Shut my door and always lock it
When I chill in my apartment
I don't leave it at night by myself
All I've heard is stories but I don't
Wanna find out for myself
I'm on Gravier Street
Bout a minute from Canal
Walk right out the door
On the right pass The Store
Take a left at the corner
That's Carondelet
Block 100, where the monsters play
Where nobody ever thinks
That they'll be shot today
Walk right out the door
On the right pass The Store
Take a left at the corner
That's Carondelet
Block 100, where the monsters play
Where nobody ever thinks
That they'll be shot today
It was just a couple feet
From where I buy my booze
Daisy Dukes
I get late night food
On a Friday night
What if I was in the mood
I was out that night
That could've been my life or Skibs
Or anybody else I was with
Shot five times in the head
And in the ribs
Pronounced dead at the scene
Bout a block from where I live
Now isn't that sickening
They followed him like prey
Waiting for the right moment
Like they're fucking hunting game
Right in front of Gallier
Pushed him up against the car
There were three of 'em with guns
So, he wasn't running far
I walk that block everyday
Guess I'm living in a foxhole
Maybe I should pray
I'm on Gravier Street
Bout a minute from Canal
Walk right out the door
On the right pass The Store
Take a left at the corner
That's Carondelet
Block 100, where the monsters play
Where nobody ever thinks
That they'll be shot today
Walk right out the door
On the right pass The Store
Take a left at the corner
That's Carondelet
Block 100, where the monsters play
Where nobody ever thinks
That they'll be shot today
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Writer(s): Aaron Marcel
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