The Stalker
· 20 plays · v2
- memphis rap
- southern hip hop
- violence
- 2000s
- gangsta rap
- dark
- horrorcore
About
A dark rap song telling the story of a masked man coming after you
Lyrics
Verse 1
Streetlights flicker, heart beat quicker,
Footsteps echo, death gettin’ nearer.
Eyes in the alley, breath turnin’ cold,
Somethin’ ain’t right—should’ve never left home.
Black boots stompin’, mask in the dark,
Blade in his hand tryna carve out my heart.
Turn down a corner, but it ain’t no escape,
He already there—man, I’m too late.
Adrenaline pumpin’, gotta move fast,
Sweat on my palms, I ain’t gon’ last.
Trip on the pavement, hands hit the ground,
Shadow stand tall—he ain’t makin’ a sound.
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Chorus
Shadows behind me, death on my back,
Knife in his hand, face in a mask.
Nowhere to run, nowhere to breathe,
Turn to the dark… and he’s right in front of me.
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Verse 2
Sprint through the alleys, jump over gates,
Pulse in my ears, I ain’t makin’ mistakes.
Pantin’ like a dog, lungs on fire,
But he still walkin’—man, he never get tired.
Duck in a building, slam that door,
Lock that chain, slide to the floor.
Silence—just the wind outside,
Then a whisper… “I see where you hide.”
Glass start crackin’, door bust wide,
Blade shine bright in the pale moonlight.
Eyes glow red, he tilt his head,
This the last time I’ll ever see dread.
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Chorus
Shadows behind me, death on my back,
Knife in his hand, face in a mask.
Nowhere to run, nowhere to breathe,
Turn to the dark… and he’s right in front of[Verse 3]
Blood on the walls, body on the ground,
Switchin' perspectives—now I'm makin' the rounds.
Mask on my face, knife in my grip,
Another soul claimed, another life I strip.
They always run but they never get far,
I walk in shadows like a fallin' star.
Hunt in the night, they scream and they plead,
But fear is the harvest that I need to feed.
Streets know my legend, they whisper my name,
For those who cross me, it always ends the same.
New prey tomorrow when darkness falls,
Answerin' silence when death finally calls.
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Chorus
Shadows behind me, death on my back,
Knife in my hand, face in a mask.
Nowhere to run, nowhere to breathe,
Turn to the dark… and I'm right in front of thee.
End
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