ฟังเพลงMayor (Album Version|Explicit)

Mayor (Album Version|Explicit) - Pharoahe Monch

In short was that I had shot him

Several times in the head

Mount Sinai 615 pronounced dead

The news reporter said

The assailaints fled the city

Meanwhile I'm shacked

Across the street in some

Shitty a** hotel

Waitin til things get a little quiet

Dunn I could try to bounce

But now why should I even try it

The riot that ensued

I viewed bird's eye

Fifteen floors up behind the curtains in the nude

Took three hundred and sixty five

To get close to him

Boast to him roast

When I put the toast to him

Dangerous the most heinous crimes

Have been committed

Through painless means

More famous lives have been acquitted

To hell he went bent sent government issues

With my initial in print ah we'll never miss you

In the streets understanding

That you made it hard to eat

Complete the cypher or make ends meet

Twenty five years

My father spent hard labor you suspended him

From the force

Placed his head beneath the pendulum

Periphreal vision now doorknob shiftin

Optical illusion or the coke that I'm sniffin

Think primal instinct maybe it's me

Hit the lights must hit the floor simul taneously

Seems as though this is manifested

Through some amazin dream

Dazed cops entered the room

With guns and lazer beams

But dazed it seems we blast at one another

Bullets hit the chest of this black undercover

My last minutes on earth drop say a prayer

F**k it if I'm gonna die at least I shot the Mayor

I feel pain and sorrow

My heart's hard and hollow

I can't go on to see tomorrow

I feel pain and sorrow

My heart's hard and hollow

I can't go on to see tomorrow

Walked out the room staggerin

Dagger in my back

Dazed wagglin my leg

Imagin I'm not afraid

Grazed and bruised

Amazed at who's surroundin

Cop guns cocked back

SWAT teams astoundin

From rooftops troops glock to smack my melon

Felon seargenat yellin for me to come out like Ellen

Propellin walked through the lobby and the front door

Packin hand grenades and strapped with C 4

The more swine

The merrier Harrier jets overhead

Ready to riddle my body with bullets of lead

A dead man walking

Destination devil's lair

F**k it if I'm gonna die

At least I shot the Mayor

I feel pain and sorrow

My heart's hard and hollow

I can't go on to see tomorrow

Ooh I've gone too far

Can turn back no more

Hell open your door