Audio Cinematic - eLZhi, Elzhi feat. Mr Cool E

Take a journey with your boy in the dark corners of his mental

Hope it stays pleasant

12 A.M., a knock’s on his window

Through the curtains knew if he should let the person in so

It was his boy off of Pete Rock and he got

A gun he took from his reef box that come with three shots

He said, nigga is you down for this stick-up

Replied he’s ready as they hopped inside the Chevy pick-up

Got to the spot, his boy Pete from the passenger

Through the glass at the dude with cash getting gas for sure

They saw his car by the leaded and unleaded pumps

The worker would serve him, head down, looking red and flushed

The dude turned around and (?) felt concerned and frowned

Plan a return, started the car, and circled out

12 A.M., he’s on the kitchen table

Dick licked enabled by a chick thick as J-Lo

He grabs for the last rubber in the stash he has

Too bad cause the (?) half and half

Replied stay here, that’s what he told the skeezer broad

Starts to leave (?) small heater underneath his draws

Speeding in his car, appears as if he’s drag racing

So fast, he almost go past the nearest gas station

Pulls aside at pump five, (?) for his errands

Looks up and sees an Arab staring at the get he wearing

The bell rings from him jerking back the door

Then he caught eyes with the person that was working at the store

In and out of each aisle, he finds the rack of condoms

But in his mind he kinda feel chills behind his back

Told the man at the counter to put ten on five

Then he turned around and saw these guys out the window drive

The worker caught his attention so he could pay the (?)

But was stuck when the truck outside was skating off

12 A.M., a man works for hours

To scan the amount of the purchases that land on his counter

This woman had a bunch of items

He helped her, she left, he bout to get dressed

But then another ride comes

He saw a Black guy who decide he possibly look

Like a crook, he shook, cause on this job you see robberies

Dude was pulling at the door but when he walks in

He’s on him like a hawk when he walks man

His thoughts ran

Eyes watch him up and down, left and right aisle

Hit the rack stack with the back to back packs of Lifestyles

He came forward with the purchase but he felt nervous

The Black male seems he does crack sales, murders

The guy replies ten on five, the men drove by

He had his head down but heard it

When they skirted

They both hopped out the truck, pulling their mask down

It’s obvious they didn’t come here for gas now

The man behind the register saw the two coming

He reached beneath for his piece like a true gunman

Hands shaky, his hands forming beads of sweat

The two rush inside, the other guy hasn’t seen them yet

One yells, hand me your earnings off every purchase spent

The (?) burning at the same time the worker did

Dude in the back, out there hiding behind the condom rack

Speechless, reaches to palm his gat, where the robbers at

He rolls high with a four-five, but with both eyes

Saw the second robber draw a Tec from out his coat side

That automatic that the Arab cat was shaking

He was scared and panicked

Shot the robber with the cannon blazing

After the robber caught the slug his foot was staggering

Clapping the Arab who perished and sent bullets scattering

The other robber was shot from a gun, that popped once

In the eye By the guy who was shopping for condoms

And even he was murdered when the Arab’s gun spilled

Strays his way, so there he lay

Now everyone’s killed