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When night falls over the city I gotta be ready cuz it feels like Somebodys comin ta get me Its ten-o-clock And darkness comes to my area And every night its a little bit more scarier The eleven-o-clock Monday news Is more like a horror flick People sure have changed It seems that they enjoying this Death and distruction With no instruction Leads to malfunction disruption and full consuption How can i escape this mind state that im in I been tryin but it seems that i can't win I've fallen and i cant get up And the homies that was my homies went and set me up Somebody tried to tell me that it was all in my brain I tried to act a hard male wit cocaine but it still dont ease my pain Am i insane or a victim of my own fears Whats goin on we suposed to be happy here God dont make no junk thats what i been told But it seems to me that God aint in control Letras de canciones-chorus- When night falls over the city I gotta be ready cuz it feels like Somebodys comin to get me When night falls over the city I gotta be ready cuz it feels like Somebodys comin to get me I need assistance But all i get is resistance I try to be presistant But life can be gone in an instant Im scared to turn around Cuz i know somebodys watching I can feel they evil stares And i know that they plottin on me An sceamin I wish i was dreamin If my mind was free I could chase away the deamons But it aint And they still cant understand that All i ever wanted in life was a chance to be a man The some 'ol pattern Its got me goin crazy loc Descendent of a king but i feel like a rodo joke Is this a sequal Or all men created equal The lies that you told told to the people back then Now they is leathal And now we swimmin in a pool like shark bait (shark bait) Feel my pulse race Have normal heart rate (heart rate) And now im startin to feel like i might come up missin I tried to tell somebody but nobody wouldnt listen -chorus- Im feelin depressed stiffle My life is triful No famly,friends,or relations So i stick with my rifle And my pistol Im seein stars and hearin whistles One shot from a little junky ass 22 Tear a whole in your grisle Wont say ta say side Cuz the up yours fell Off the fall by the way side So stay yo ass on the plate side Theres nothin to fear but the fear itself And if you control the fear then the fear is wealth Do i have power Or do i have no self control These long lonely nights Have made my heart grow cold Give my please Cant somebody help a gee And will we fight this battle for eternety I blame you cuz my mind is not my own So dont blame me if i tresspass in yo zone Im your creation The pilot of a twisted nation Guess this is what your facin -chorus- extended From Letras Mania