Son.Wts - Tales from Hell, Pt. 1 Lyrics

My name is Son
On this track, I came to run
I'm playing in a game of fun
I'm playing till the game is won
When that gun "Bang Bang" you run
Should it be the bullets we, blame the guns

I'ma forgiver
Tryna be delivered
From denial, crying rivers
Cold blooded killer, he Shivers
With that trigger on his liver

He running, like feet be
He Wonder, like Stevie
This tunnel, is Creepy
This jungle of beasts be
So Hungered, to eat me

Why yo son in them streets
Cover him up, so he don't need no gun in his sheets

Because he could be the one lying under them sheets
To rise from above, you must come from beneath

I ain't gotta joke to tell, man I swear to God I'm broke as hell
I just got bars, like soap that smell

These folks tell, folktales.. And smoke L's

I'm talking loud, with low eyes... Mid smokers, blow highs
Let me elevate, as my flow rise

You can't walk in my shoes, that grow in size
So no surprise, when I override... Feeling like I'm in overdrive

Over over, overkilling what I overkill
Like kosher, you know I know I know the deal