Shadows

[Intro: Styles P] I mean... Sometimes I see things, I guess cause I'm a ghost I see ghostly things Thought I saw something that wasn't there, but it was there... [Hook] They're as far as the eye can see (as far as I can see though) There are shadows haunting me (I see shadows) They're as far as the eye can see (and I'm looking real far, even if I'm asleep) There are shadows haunting me (ain't that something?) [Verse 1: Styles P] Something in the shadows Maybe it's the Pharaohs Coming to spread the light, cause the vision's so narrow Maybe it's the killa's in the cut, with the barrels Getting high, but can't fly without the eye of a sparrow Fatigued and fatigue ready for battle My word could move herd like the cattle Try to stay hard, life's fragile, meaning you could lose any moment My cranium is like Damien's, no Omen I don't bare the mark of the beast Just the heart of the beast Rally for 'em when it's dark in the streets Just a ice cold nigga that be sparking the heat Tryna make it through the struggle just to say "at the least," If they coming, tell 'em come now Sunset, sundown I don't put my gun down And I ain't tryna run, clown I keep something in the barrels Fully loaded up knowing there's something in the shadows [Hook] They're as far as the eye can see (Point blank period, get high and hallucinate) There are shadows haunting me (Stress is building up) They're as far as the eye can see (I smell murder every time that the wind blows) There are shadows haunting me (I swear to God I feel like death is fucking calling) [Verse 2: Styles P] Something in the shadows, maybe its the reaper Maybe its the devil trying to put me in the sleeper Maybe its God trying to tell me that I'm deeper I'll know soon, have faith in a goon I broke date, mad years trying to race with the moon If the sun give me energy Why I pull my gun, on my enemies And wait for nightfall to drink Hennessy Cups of Courvoisier, time's the same on this Swatch Or Cartier, unless you set your watch different We got eyes, but our watch different Be on the block different Be on the low in the spot different I got bars, but the Glock kicking I'm in tune with the moon And the wolves that howl at it You could play the game if you foul at it Tell the pigs it's a fair game I get high, and kick my Nike Airs off in first class on the airplane [Hook] [Verse 3: Styles P] I won't rest til the day I see the angel of death And tell him "wish me the best," If I dont get it this life, may I get it the next Never settle for less Street nigga's say I did it the best, which is true though Coke since the days of Menudo Higher then Pluto Something in the shadows, but I ain't got a clue though, (I got no clue) I'm getting drunk off the booze I'm getting high, just recording with 'Poose Have dreams about the Lord and his crew Or the devil and his boys I have voices in my head, but I can never make the noise stop, (can't stop, can it) They always singing on a carol Far as they can see, know there's something in the shadows [Hook]