I thought I heard footsteps
Silence pounding in my ear
I scream
Is anyone there
The walls don’t speak
The steps don’t squeak
It’s only me
But fear doesn’t turn the page
Blowing branches in the window continues to alarm me
So I stay balled up with the covers to my cheek
In old houses they say is where dead people be
And I’ll never sleep
So I have to take a peek
So I tiptoe to the door
Fist balled ready to go to war
But the carpet is soft
With that fleeting thought I lost
Barrel of the gun pressed against my ear
WHISPER is here
Never seen him coming
Anger isn't a control substance
So they try to mix the both to explain nothin
The reasons why they were bullies in school
Society treats them bad that's why they break the rules
But they respect the laws of the street
So when somebody dies they don't talk to me
Because I'm the police
Better known as their enemy
But they want the streets safe
A nice place for the kids to play
But they shield crime
Calling on me to waste my time
But it's my fault
That criminals don't get caught
Adults and kids alike
Should be blaming themselves for why the streets ain't safe at night
But I have been on the opposite of their abuse
So I've heard their excuse
And for those that were born learning this untruth
There is still no excuse
And they use to beat my ass
Until I put on this badge
Vengeance is MINE the Lord once said
He flash
strickly about the cash
doesn't matter if it comes slow or fast
As long as it comes
Rised by his pops and moms
Tried to protect him from harm
But he breathes it
needs it
after a few obstacles he begin to feed it
The city thought he was soft
He knows you don't have to be a killa to be the boss
All u have to have is a vision and those that believe in your cause
Then they will kill
Realizing the strength in his will
And they lack focus
He empowers the hopeless
With heartbeats
M.T. was born to set the Laws Of The Street
