(Intro – Dark keys, whispered) Yeah… They say don’t fear the reaper. But the reaper walk just like us. Call him the Sandman… Welcome to the Exodus. ⸻ (Verse 1) I don’t dream, I plot, I don’t sleep, I watch, In the land where the fiends still fiend on the block. Nihgga caught a case, started chirpin’ to the cops, So we sent the Sandman, had him sleepin’ in his socks. Hollow tips hum like a lullaby track, Nihggaz talk smoke, but ain’t built for the ash. Pistol sing sweet like a Sunday hymn, But the choir go quiet when the lights go dim. Streets cold-blooded, got death in the air, So we ride with the mask like we settin’ a snare. Ain’t no warning, no post, no prayer, Just a soul floatin’ up with the steel in the glare. ⸻ (Hook) Sandman comin’, nihgga better not slip, Sleep ain’t peace when you owe that hit. This that Exodus, nihgga, final breath on the list, Candlelight for the fake, gun smoke for the real. Sandman walkin’ — hush when he near, Every step he take, another opp disappear. We don’t talk vengeance — we let that stick discuss, Street gospel, nihgga — this the Sandman Exodus. ⸻ (Verse 2) Heard a whisper in the wind say, “It’s time.” So I loaded up the drum like a funeral line. Tears dried out, now it’s fire in my chest, Made a pact with the shadows, ain’t no rest. Woke up in a war, born in a sin trench, Where the judge throw numbers, but the DA lynch. I seen moms cry over sons that slid, So my heart stay froze like the place they hid. I ain’t ask for the crown, I was handed the curse, From a block where the shells hit the crib like church. And we still light candles, still pour Yak, But revenge got a taste when you bring that back. ⸻ (Hook) Sandman comin’, nihgga better not slip, Sleep ain’t peace when you owe that hit. This that Exodus, nihgga, final breath on the list, Candlelight for the fake, gun smoke for the real. Sandman walkin’ — hush when he near, Every step he take, another opp disappear. We don’t talk vengeance — we let that stick discuss, Street gospel, nihgga — this the Sandman Exodus. ⸻ (Bridge – Spoken/Whispered) You hear them footsteps? That ain’t paranoia, nihgga. That’s karma. And the Sandman don’t miss. (Outro – Whispered, slow piano loop) Hush lil n*** — don’t say a word, Nevermind that noise you heard, It’s just a blast of steel and lead, Run yo mouth, you end up dead. [Fade out – cut song]
