I’m only in the town by 9,
You should try my liquor,
‘cause soon I leave.
When I leave these streets,
These streets, crazy.
All town will go nuts,
My madness no one can handle,
Oh no no, they try,
Can’t find me in a shade.
After 9 all skull and bones,
Blue blood inside woke me up,
Now red and blue eye,
This thing in the dark.
Bad dreams all my life,
Some mafia self-made,
Art is my life, my life is art.
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