Dog in the Dark

Verse 1

First off, fuck the world and the ones that designed it

Born in the fire where the blind lead the blinded

No guidance — just the silence of a mother that was broken

Father was a ghost before the first word was spoken

So I spoke with my hands, learned to read from the streets

Every corner got a lesson, every shadow got a beast

And I feast on the weak 'cause the jungle don't forgive

Either eat what you kill or you starve where you live

Twelve with a blade, fourteen with a pump

By sixteen I was numb with the devil in the trunk

He ride when I ride, he whisper when I creep

Every secret that I keep got me losin' my sleep

I don't sleep — I just prowl with the moon

Got a tomb for my heart and a womb for the boom

Every breath is a debt that I owe to the dirt

Either work for the meal or become the dessert

No sunshine in my window, just frost on the pane

Every loss that I took made me harder to tame

I'm a dog, not a man, and I bark what I mean

Every mark that I leave is a scar on the scene

Verse 2

See me rollin' with the windows pitch black

Only thing you see is the spark from the clap

Raised where the preachers don't preach, they just prey

On the desperate and the poor till they pay for the grave

So I dig with bare hands, no shovel, no lie

Every rival that I bury is another reason to cry

But I don't cry — I let the rain do it for me

Every storm that I walk is another war story

Of a dog that got lost, of a soul that got tossed

In the furnace of the hood where the innocence get lost

Paid for my sins with the skin off my back

Every friend that I had either ghost or got clapped

I salute to the fallen, I talk to the dawn

But she don't answer back — just the echo of the shot

And the blood on the asphalt where the reaper done caught

Another one slippin', another one trippin'

Now he drippin' in the pit and I live it, I am it

Every bullet that I send got a name when it land

I stand on what I built with the pain and the mud

Every brick got a stain from the tears and the blood

Tomorrow's just a promise that the gallow might keep

Either saint or a sinner — either way I'ma speak

On the canvas of the concrete, every color is dark

Every stroke is a scream, every dream is a mark

Verse 3

Now I'm ridin' with the pack and we hungry for the hunt

Every blunt is a pause from the war at the front

A circle of death that don't ever reset

Every breath that you take is a borrow from the next

I'm next in line, destined for the fire

Either rise from the ash or expire with the liars

That I rode with, cried with, nearly died with in the cold

Every story that I told is a chapter in the scroll

Of a dog that got rabid, a spirit that got savage

In a city where the average is already half-savage

I'm quiet in the light, but I'm God in the dark

Every spark that I strike is a match for the mark

I bet on the pain, every gain got a stain

On the chain 'round my neck that I wear like a name

Cemetery visits feel like marryin' the dead

Death and life tangled in the shit that I said

I find 'em, bind 'em, remind 'em who I am

Every lamb that I take is a part of the plan

Written long before I ever took my first breath

Every thorn that I step on is a warnin' to the rest

The sun don't shine where the Dog already been

Every sin that I commit is a gift to the wind

That carry me home and bury me whole

Ambition of a ridah with a soul full of coal

It burn, it turn, it teach what I preach

I'm a wolf in the dark, I'm the shadow you reach for

When the lights cut off and the night get raw

I'm the last thing you see... and the first thing you call