Glock Shadows by MoiskFatFry

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Glock Shadows

MoiskFatFry

gangsta rap

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Silent steps on marble floors, I’m ghosting through your gates,
Hands cold like winter frost, Loaded clips, I don’t hesitate,
Whispers in the hallway, but I’m deaf to all the noise,
Focused on that glint of green, Stacks twitching, crown for a boss,
Eyes peeled like cracked glass, No slip, no chance for doubt,
Every corner hides a secret, but I’m clipped in danger’s route,
Calm drip, steady hand, keep the glock tight to my side,
Tonight’s a story told in shadows, nowhere safe for those who lied.
I’m a gangsta, I’m a killa, Glock riding with me all night,
Walking through your mansion, cold steel under moonlight,
Killa on the move, silent but the threat’s loud,
Don’t blink, don’t breathe wrong, or you’re lost inside the crowd.
Don’t blink, don’t breathe wrong, or you’re lost inside the crowd.
I’m blind with broken promises, glitter hiding shattered dreams,
Diamonds catch the dim light, but they ain’t as sharp as my schemes,
Voices try to bait me, but I’m locked in on my brain,
No mercy in these veins, only steel and a plan to slay,
No flash, just precision, like a cold blooded tactician,
Got the mansion on a leash, every move a calculated mission,
Ghosting past the fancy doors, nobody sees my silhouette,
I’m the storm behind the calm, the danger you won’t forget.
I’m a gangsta, I’m a killa, Glock riding with me all night,
Walking through your mansion, cold steel under moonlight,
Killa on the move, silent but the threat’s loud,
Don’t blink, don’t breathe wrong, or you’re lost inside the crowd.
Don’t breathe wrong, or you’re lost inside the crowd.
Don’t breathe wrong, or you’re lost inside the crowd.
Tension thick like smoke, every heart beats time precise,
This ain’t a game for amateurs, no room here for sacrifice,
Rat guys wide, pockets full, but that silver won’t save you now,
I’m the shadow in your nightmare, king without a crown.
I’m a gangsta, I’m a killa, Glock riding with me all night,
Walking through your mansion, cold steel under moonlight,
Killa on the move, silent but the threat’s loud,
Don’t blink, don’t breathe wrong, or you’re lost inside the crowd.
Night swallows every secret, dimensions heart beats slow,
But I’m the quiet man, it’s the only shadow you know,
Glock loaded, promise tight, this story’s etched in fight,
I’m a gangsta, I’m a killa, I own the code of night.