Night comes howling down a whispering street
Is that the sound of sirens can you taste the heat?
I hit retaliate
When they got to me
And when I woke up a smelt disdain
I was nailed to the floor and thirsty for more
Cos the pain that nothin's changed
Drives a man insane
I don't even know how the gun got in my hand
Five bullets five names and a contract worth five hundred grand
My only apology is for what I have never done
Five bullets five names and my head swinging hight in the noon day son
Need some loving' gonna go get me some
And shine my pretty light on everyone
But I hit retaliate
When they got to me
And then I woke in a scary bed
The twist of fate you'll never escape?
Well the worst neighborhood is the one right inside of your head
I don't even know how the gun got in my hand
Five bullets five names and a contract worth five hundred grand
In a world full of nothing don't try to understand
Five bullets five names and a contract worth five hundred grand
Yeah
I don't even know how the gun got in my hand
Five bullets five names and a contract worth five hundred grand
My only apology is for what I have never done
Five bullets five names and my head swinging hight in the noon day son
Welcome to the ghetto
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