Cry
Mr. Moods and Emily Jane Carmen Lyrics

As I'm scoping out the middle, bow and arrow to my spinal
I am carefully surveying my surroundings, weapon at the ready

I hear the eagle calling as it's flying for it's final kill
I hear the sound of death approaching

I feel the sense of murder in my veins
I am overcome by the urge to kill

Hiding bodies in turrains, night stalkers is the name
I am a killer who hides evidence of my crimes with great skill

I read motherfuckers like a scripture, you see the picture
I am able to discern the true nature of people and their intentions

Your face down staring at the snake that bit ya
You are in a dire situation, facing the consequences of your own actions

Hit ya with the feeling, I went in and brought em with death
I killed without remorse or hesitation

Not even the Holy Spirit can hear em gasping for breath
My victims cannot even call out for divine help

Nothing left but a body, dangling, hanging from the tree
I have killed and left my victim's body in plain sight as a warning to others

Evidence of struggle inflicted by me the young G
I caused my victim to suffer before killing them

Out of America's finest, the 619 is your boundary
I am a product of the streets, with a limited geographical area of operation

The county of the wicked's where you found me
My home is in an area known for its crime

I'm out thugging like a motherfucker
I am engaged in a lifestyle of criminal activity

Making a living, I'm unforgiven, you best believe I'll buck ya
I am unrepentant and will use violence to protect my income

I ain't no killer but don't press your luck
I believe I am justified in killing those who threaten me

'cause if you're fucking with my ends it be like fucking with my blunt punk
Interfering with my income is as risky as messing with my drug supply

When the sun goes down you hear the wolf cry
Dangerous activity is more prevalent at night

Thugs don't die, we multiply
Criminal activity never truly ends, only changes in form

So put your money where your mouth is and handle business
Take concrete action to fulfill your promises

Fuck a witness, become a victim of my hit list
Anyone who accuses me of a crime is at risk of being killed

Now check my status, I got these motherfuckers ducking
People fear and respect me for my reputation and power

If you be owing me duckets you better pay before I start dumping
Those who owe me money are at risk of being killed

A little something for that ass to make you fly straight
A punishment to deter further undesirable behavior

If not I'll make your own people ship you in the wooden crate
If you don't pay your debts, your family and friends will be responsible for dealing with your body

The mental state of mine is strickly fuck a foe, fuck a hoe
My mentality is focused entirely on survival and profit, without regard for others

Fuck everything around you that ain't making dough
Everything else is unimportant if it doesn't bring money

I gotta hustle everyday, make sure I get my pay
I am constantly working to earn money

My lady's getting bitchy 'cause the baby's on the way
My partner is becoming stressed and irritable due to our upcoming parenthood

I pray to God that I make it through
I hope to survive and continue my criminal activities

Yeah, I know that I'm a fool but what the fuck is it to you
I am aware of the risks of my lifestyle, but don't care about the opinions of others

I used to sell dimes, quarters and ounces
I started small and have gradually increased the scale of my drug dealing

Now I push keys overseas when I'm bouncing
I am now involved in international drug trafficking

Lounging in a different state, counting stacks
I am relaxed and comfortable while making a lot of money

Worldwide ballers know that Shadow got the fat sacks
Other drug dealers around the world know that I am a successful and wealthy trafficker

Packs of blunts being rolled up so busters when I show up
I am always smoking and flaunting my wealth and power

You know you're caught up in a fucking hold up
You are in serious trouble if you cross me