THA PHANTOM

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THE STIFFNESS OF YOUR BREATH, THE BULLET IN YOUR CHEST, THE COLD GRIP OF DEATH, THE PHANTOM AWAITS....

FADE AWAY, THE PHANTOM IS HERE, LOOK INTO HIS EYES, ONLY MENACE NO FEAR, LOOK INTO HIS HEART, ALL BLACK, NO WHITE, HE FELL INTO THE DARKNESS WHILE RUNNING TO THE LIGHT, NO REMORSE IN HIS COURSE, HEART COLD AS ICE, ALLERGIC TO THE DAY, FEEDS OFF THE NIGHT, HE STAYED ON THE EARTH CUZ HE DIED FULL OF SPITE, HE DIED IN A DRIVEBY ON MLK DRIVE, MATTER OF FACT THE SAME DATE THAT MLK DIED, NOW HE LURKS THE STREETS IN THE CITY OF "CHI" (CHICAGO)





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