Walking in the subway lone late at night
New York City gangs everywhere in sight
You feel their anger upon you feel their hateful eyes
Walk a little faster now you're fighting for your life
As they walk on closer their eyes burn down your back
You feel a thousand cries not prepared for their attack
You've come this far, no we hope you make it
But in this place you die your blood is tasted
As it drips down the blade you couldn't take it
You walked the subway you paid
Your money's gone, you know you're leaving
You're lying in a pool of blood, we watch you grieving
You die here don't expect sypathy we don't know the word
You spoke insanity when you walked my turf,
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