Flatlands - Billy Woods

Camera roll through stone cold choke hold, the bell tolled

In the ground you go

Yellow summons by the headstone

Mourners head home through dead zone, put money on the phone

Brothers on the steps throwing bones

Chipping stones, cheap sweat, snake eyes, shots fly, just a heat check

Twelve drive by, natives throw hex multi threats, flee back to Teaneck

Kiss his kids as they slept, niggas got arms like a T-Rex

Monstrosities are bound in this town, where evil laughs at capers

Hear a cop got shot, say «good», go home, think on that later

Parked outside the house

Negroes scared to go out (go out, go out, go out)

Sitting in front of the crib

Neighbors scared to come in (repeat x4)