[Intro: spoken low, menacing growl] 47th through 50th Streets corridor near Midway Broken streetlights flicker on blood-stained cracks I’m the Reaper, cloak drippin’ with Chi-town mist Another monster marked — tonight his name’s on my list (BITCH BETTER HAVE MY MONEY!!) [Hook] Reaper prowlin', shadows claim another soul tonight Demons laughin’, cloak tight, no room for flight Chi’s silent wrath, own every block, every light Evil runnin’ mask bring the endless night I walk these blocks where the innocent bleed Save the broken, plant the wicked seed Blade sings loud in the devil’s ear One less predator disappear [Verse 1: sinister drill flow] Midnight fog crawls through the alleys off Cicero, trash fires poppin’ like warning shots Been tailin’ Big Mace for days — pimp king of these traps, sellin’ girls to scum in the lots Watched him peddle young flesh nightly, breakin’ spirits under yellow lights System failed these girls long ago, now it’s Reaper’s turn to set wrongs right Tonight, girl cornered behind the boarded-up corner store, her face swollen purple from his rings She’s clawin’ at his arm, beggin’ “Please, Mace, I just want out,” but he’s laughin’, cockin’ a rusty .38 “You run again? I’ll make an example — bullet to da pussy so the next bitch learns” I step from the shadow, no sound, just wet concrete, not concerned [Instrumental Interlude 1: tense dread, industrial metal chains dragging and scraping across concrete, distant L-train horn blast and rain hammering empty lots — pure atmospheric horror break, 12 seconds] [Verse 2: flow tightens, taiko hits sharper] Snatch his gun hand, twist till bone snaps clean like dry chicken wing Girl drops to her knees gaspin’, I shove her hard toward the street — (“Run, little sister”) No killin’ the innocent, my wrath spares the broken and the meek Big Mace spins, eyes hazed, coke-rage, switchblade- pssh-bleak Screams “Who the fuck you think you are?!” and lunges Let the first cut kiss my cloak — harmless — then drive my elbow into his throat Cloak armored under, demons urge the kill but I control the musta' Cartilage crunches, he gurgles, stumbles back into dumpsta' [Chorus: full gangsta energy explodes] I walk these blocks where the innocent bleed Save the broken, plant the wicked seed Blade sings loud in the devil’s ear One less predator disappear I never forgive, I never forget Every girl he sold, every tear he met Now he pays in flesh, inch by inch Reaper’s bill — no mercy, no flinch [Verse 3: flow gets vicious, industrial percussion cracks harder] He’s on his back now, wheezin’, tryin’ to crawl toward the streetlight glow Plant my boot on his chest, feel his ribs pop under the pressure slow “You remember the twelve-year-old you burned with a hot iron for talkin’ back? How many more suffered your iron and your fists in shadowed tracks?" Rip his shirt open, expose the fat belly covered in old gang tats He’s cryin’ now, snot bubblin’ — “I got money, got bricks, take all that!” [cocky flow] Under my mask, the demons laugh, justice demands this brutal pact Smile under the mask — “Money can’t buy back the kids you wacked” [Instrumental Interlude 2: dark industrial break: low screams, drums thunder faster, metal chains whip and clang against brick walls, L-train rumble shakes the ground mixed with pouring rain — 12 seconds] [Verse 4: brutal close, every word hits like a hammer] Drop to my knees, jam my gloved fingers into his mouth, yank his tongue out by the root (ROOT!) Blood fountains hot across my cloak as he thrashes, tryin' to speak loud but he mute (MUTE!) Next I carve slow from sternum down — skin splits easy, fat layers part like warm butta' Intestines spill out steaming in the cold, air smell of shit and copper fill the alley - (OH BROTHA'!) He’s still twitchin’, tryin’ to scream but only bubbles come out, unable to attack Wrap his own guts around his neck like a noose, pull tight till his face turns blue-black Last thing he sees, my helmet leanin’ in close — “Tell the devil the Reaper sent you” One final stomp crushes his windpipe flat, brains leak from his ears mix with mornin' dew [Hook: heavy boom bap hits] Reaper prowlin', shadows claim another soul tonight Demons laughin’, cloak tight, no room for flight Chi’s silent wrath, own every block, every light Evil runnin’ mask bring the endless night I walk these blocks where the innocent bleed Save the broken, plant the wicked seed Blade sings loud in the devil’s ear One less predator disappear [Outro] Girl’s footsteps already gone, safe in the night One more monster erased from these streets I melt back into the shadows, cloak drippin’ red Tonight, one less kid is dead
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