Kod's Story
Digital Shadow
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[Intro]
"All I wanted was respect... heh... But look what they wanted."
[Chorus]
My word was my bond, my handshake a vault
Now the ink's on a screen and it's nobody's fault
They built me a legend on this concrete I saved
Then used the same shovels just to dig me a grave
[Verse]
My fuckin' sermon was spoken through the barrel of a gun,
You either learned the lesson or your whole fuckin' life was done.
A broken bone ballad, a skull cracked on the street,
Thatโs how you settled debts and put a motherfucker on his feet.
Then this little shit appeared, fresh from a concrete cage,
Looked hungry, looked pathetic, so I put him on the stage.
Gave the punk the gospel written in granite and stone,
The only scripture that matters when you're gunnin' for the throne.
โBe the wolf, not the sheep, be the fist, not the glass,โ
I saw my own ambition, I let the dumb fuck pass.
Thought he was my echo, a shadow of my creed,
But while I gave him power, he was plantin' a poison seed.
He fuckin' nodded and he listened, absorbed every goddamn word,
While planning my destruction, every warning went unheard.
I gave the serpent a kingdom, a place to belong,
The snake was sharpening his fangs all along.
[Chorus]
My word was my bond, my handshake a vault
Now the ink's on a screen and it's nobody's fault
They built me a legend on this concrete I saved
Then used the same shovels just to dig me a grave
[Verse]
Then the punk started preachin' this new-age, coward's shit,
"'Bout "bloodless revolutions," I wasn't hearin' it.
I said, "Son, I speak in shell casings, you fuckin' understand?"
He said, "Your shit is ancient, you'll get us all canned."
Let him test his theories, this self-righteous little prick,
And I'll admit the money came in extra fast and thick.
Kid got a new swagger, started starin' right through me,
Called me a dinosaur, a ghost, for all the world to see.
But our pacts were fuckin' sealed with a crimson exchange,
His currency was whispers, felt hollow and deranged.
That doubt became a cancer, a splinter in the brain,
Time to wash this motherfucker out with acid rain.
The file was a masterpiece of cowardice and greed,
A catastrophic master-plan to plant a traitor's seed.
This backstabbing bastard, this fuckin' centipede,
No debatable outcome, I just know the rat must bleed.
[Bridge]
Night falls. I kick his door, send the frame into the wall,
Watch his bottle of Dom Pรฉrignon fuckin' shatter as it falls.
His eyes go wide with terror, a piss-stain on his face,
As I slam his fuckin' head against the marble fireplace.
The Glock's in his teeth now, can he taste the fuckin' steel?
The life he thought he built for himself suddenly ain't real.
"You talked to the feds," the words are gravel, spit and groan,
"...Now you can talk to the chrome."
[Chorus]
My word was my bond, my handshake a vault
Now the ink's on a screen and it's nobody's fault!
They built me a legend on this concrete I saved
Now THEY'RE sleepin' in the grave that they dug for my name!