[Intro]

Tears come down her face, as I sway in my hearse I lay (Yeah)

(The Virus)

[Verse]

This is the tale of a ghost, I have been dead since the day I came out of the womb

Sittin' and writing 'cause sleeping is for humans I thought as I sat in the dark of my room

Young adolescent, the blessing his family thought in his mind he was being consumed

By all the thoughts the demons must throw down to him to persuade and lettin' him loose

Could they be stopped?

Walkin' the streets, seein' he wanted civilians would constantly watch

Hiding his face in the mask of that shell he was given

Transparent he was to the flock

Nothing could save him, but he didn't want to be saved

Fully content with the shock

People were starin' in awe as the shell started breakin'

A smile broke through with that Glock

Pop-pop-pop-pop

Bodies were droppin' around him, but he kept a smile on his face

Smoking the stench of the corpses polluted

The air as civilians were runnin' away, he didn't care

Smiling through all the destruction, the chaos he left in his way

Switching the clip of the Smith & Wesson

He held was the only silence that got break

Sirens broke out in the streets, people started to flee and they ordered him down on the ground

He didn't listen, continued to load ammunition and constantly lay niggas down

He was insane, a screw must be loose in his brain, or simply just tired of life

All of the fakes told 'em to make no mistake

He the reason they should be afraid

Light up the block

Gunned down by armies, the cops, and the bullets that chose to be dropped

They ain't get shot since time had run out on the clock, just a menace who had to be stopped

Slowly approachin' the perp who they thought they had murdered

They subdued him with countless to watch

One single bullet would signal

The death of a martyr as blood ran over the rocks

(Space, yeah, yeah, yeah, space)