Cadillac Pyre 1:27 a.m. in Bridgeport… industrial dead zone off 35th and Parnell Chicago River fog thick, rail bridge looming behind me Russian cutout slid one of our honey's the name two weeks ago, we got it, Note said..."Viktor “The Wolf” Koval. Illegal from Ukraine. Ex-Azov." They don’t usually hire outsiders… but the streets been whispering my name Tonight the Wolf burns alive in his own ride [Verse 1] Both sides can suck it, but this Nazi fuck hit different Viktor Koval, illegal Azov piece of shit from Ukraine SS runes on his chest, war crimes in Don-bas stained Slipped into Chicago, got caught extorting his own Selling young Ukrainian girls just to stack extra dough Russian O.P.G. wanted him gone, shit, just let me know Heard Reaper whispers and finally made their demands Sent cash in an envelope, now it's time to make my plans I took the bag quiet, no smile, no debate would’ve done it free… just to watch that bastard burn in flames [Hook] Black coat in the rain, no shadow, no sound Another mutha-fucka' ’bout to burn on my ground Face stays hidden but the streets hear da name If you touched the innocent, I’m bringing the flame I watch, I wait, I study every move they make Find every demon the system let escape When the night gets too quiet and the air turns chill That’s me… I came to kill [Verse 2] Used the honey pot he abused months ago Told him she had fat cash waiting under the rail bridge Greedy fuck pulled up shining in his black Escalade Tinted windows, fresh plates, thought he had it made She walked him deep where the cameras couldn’t see I stepped out the shadow like death in the flesh, real G Zip-tied his wrists quick before he could even breathe Slammed his face on the hood, whispered “Azov sends regards” (WHAT'S GOOD!!) Taped both eyes wide open so he couldn’t look away Made her drop right there and give me top in his face (her idea! HAHAHA) [Chorus] Black coat in the rain, no shadow, no sound Another mutha-fucka' ’bout to burn on my ground Face stays hidden but the streets hear da name If you touched the innocent, I’m bringing the flame I watch, I wait, I study every move they make Find every demon the system let escape When the night gets too quiet and the air turns chill That’s me… I came to kill [Verse 3] He thrashed and screamed watching her swallow me slow Tears pouring down while she stared in his soul I held his head still so he couldn’t turn away Let him feel every second of his humiliation play Then I pulled her off and dragged him to the back seat Threw his ass inside still breathing, still alive and weak Poured two gallons of gas slow across the leather Lit the rag calm, watched the flames start to gather Skin bubbled fast, hair caught fire, screams filled the night His cries echoed under the bridge then died in the firelight [Verse 4] Left the Cadillac burning like a funeral torch bright No sirens came, industrial silence owned the night By sunrise they found the melted shell, doors fused tight Charred remains still strapped in, mouth wide open in fright Russian crew got the message without a single word Took weeks of planning, one slip, it all would’ve burned But patience is my weapon, cold, sharp, and precise Another Nazi turned to ash… another fool paid the price [Hook] Black coat in the rain, no shadow, no sound Another mutha-fucka' ’bout to burn on my ground Face stays hidden but the streets hear da name If you touched the innocent, I’m bringing the flame I watch, I wait, I study every move they make Find every demon the system let escape When the night gets too quiet and the air turns chill That’s me… I came to kill [Outro] Let every monster hear this warning clear Ukrainian, Russian, American — I don’t fucking care I see your evil… I mark your name… I make you disappear Another plan executed clean. Another debt paid here. The city breathes a little easier this morning… But I’m still out here.
