[Intro] Sometimes my eyes and ears need "help" too, So, I give them a discount and handle business Sometimes gang violence isn't from other gangs,,, sometimes they need to make it look like it is though,,, I make false flags look easy. [Phone ringing] Phone blowin' up from the GDs… own folk want they boy gone. They said he was flippin on them to O-block, gotta pay! what they don't know is I got one of them piece of shits last month for free (shhh) South Side 63rd and Rhodes, the block they say is cursed. Reaper ain’t from there. (I'M NOT FROM 63rd!!) Thirty days clock tickin’. Normal smile by day… ghost by night. They ain't know about the Reaper. They think I'm on they side. (hell nah!) [Hook] Stalkin’ the 63rd and Rhodes mark, tinted hoopties, no shine O.S.I.N.T., deep, patterns locked, GDs paid the dime Make it look like BDs did it, creatin' more trap grime West Lagoon dusk, is where he spends alone time (deadly) Bare hands creep, choke the life, veins beat slowed (stopped) Lay him face-down in the water, bubbles rise, case closed "NOT FROM 63rd!" but the Reaper still lurkin’ in the fold GD hit, BD blame — GG bitch, game, pay up! ice cold [Verse 1] Buyer hit the line nervous, dropped the name, 63rd is and Rhodes, crew of five deep GD internal beef, want they own soldier sleep, make it look like ops creep Five racks wired clean, thirty days or the contract void I turn fed mode — public records, deep search, no noise Socials wide open, IG stories show him flexin’ with the goons Green Line tags ridin’ to his girl’s spot, but he fishin’ solo at the lagoon Likes quiet evenings, perch and carp, clears his head from the drama Don’t like crowds or bright lights — perfect! silent trauma Scout every move, watch how the trap stay loaded Now I know the trap on 63rd and Rhodes, soldiers always posted [Verse 2] Stakeouts federal — rusted ‘98 Vic, tints black as night Blends in the ghetto, hooptie like every other 63rd ride Park one block back, binoculars up, watch the trap glow Four deep posted, drug games loud, they sellin' blow Bad area fo-sho, one slip-ill get me robbed or clapped Switch whips daily, eyes scaly, awake frailly, no time for traps Old Vic one night, beat-up van the next, movin’ like a ghost He always leave the gun when chasin' peace up close Tuesday, Thursday dusk hit, block get quiet on the low Green Line slide smooth, straight to the water, but he don’t know [Bridge] Alone time… everybody chase it… but for evil it’s a trap [echo] Reaper in the shadows… [evil voice}(shhh… your home boys sent me) [Verse 3] Dusk at the West Lagoon off Stephens Bridge, Stony Island by that ugly-ass Obama Center Water black and still, buildin’ loomin’ in the dark, I see da dissenter He cast that line, back turned, vibin’ off a pill, gun left in da car I’m posted, hidden deep in da shadows, gloves tight Move like smoke through cattails, on my toes, silent night (holy night) Arm snakes round the throat — rear naked deep, elbow under chin Bicep crush, forearm lock — blood flow cut for da win He drop the rod, hands claw wild, legs kick splash Eyes bulge bloodshot, face purple-black, veins pop Tongue swell, wet gurgles, body twitch heavy I drag it slow, evil grin, whisper in his ear, he ready “Your home boys paid top dollar… have no fear” Pulse fade, last twitch, warm blood on my gear(damit!) Ease him face-down in the shallows, right where it began Lungs fill quiet, look like he was drowned — perfect plan [Verse 4] B-B-Bubbles rise slow, water claim the body, ruinin' his drip Wipe prints, back to shadows, a ghost on the strip GDs get clean hit, BDs catch blame, case go unsolved Reaper collect the bag, back posted calm, resolved Not from 63rd but still ridin’ ownin' the South Side hood Southwest Chi vigilante, still huntin’ wicked, Understood? [Final Hook] Stalkin’ the 63rd and Rhodes mark, tinted hoopties, no shine O.S.I.N.T. deep, own GDs paid the dime West Lagoon off Stephens Bridge — takin’ souls Bare hands choke, lay him face-down, case closed Not from 63rd but the Reaper always lurkin’ GD hit, BD blame — GG, GAME, that for certain [Outro] Contract closed… I'm out
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