Kiss Of Death

War on the streets. Salute A like an Aryan
You'd not see me, I can show you where to bury em
Delirium, lyrics coming at you 'till you feelin' him
Compared to me you're a primitive barbarian
I'm soulless, sold that to the devil for a Rolls Royce
Posters I used to dream of, now I'm in them roadsters
Take a breath in 'fore you get to fetching
What's behind or on your side, looking sketchy
Stare down death and tell him I'll be back for him tomorrow
Staying busy got some work up in that Monte Carlo
I know, the future seems bleak
And the sand's almost full in the bottom of that hour glass
No support from your streets feeling powerless
Got my finger on the trigger, I won't miss
I will forever stay ill
No matter if I'm broke out on the streets or with a hundred mill

You know he's coming for you
There's no turning back
When all is said and done
That's the kiss of death
No time to sit around
Or to catch your breath
Play the danger game
That's the kiss of death

Ill minded, a loose cannon you can't handle
A danger to himself but a certified vandal
Stand still he's getting rid of the impurities
A psychopath that will target insecurities
A sawed off
Riding shot gun in a car with doors off
He might pop one
If you're lucky you might make it to your surgery
Never walk again say good bye to that luxury
You survive now you're out to get even
Shoulda stayed down, gotta know when you're beaten
But it's done the hit is out, you went for the bait
He was wishing deep inside you'd retaliate
Thirty eight, four four, forty five
These are numbers that ensures that he stays alive
Or what he needs for your last breath
Evil deeds. Kiss of death

You know he's coming for you
There's no turning back
When all is said and done
That's the kiss of death
No time to sit around
Or to catch your breath
Play the danger game
That's the kiss of death