Heathens

You think you know what you know
But you don't know shit
Real life real blood real tears and spit
Trust your gut Cuz the fears legit
Could be the heat or the steel
that'll leaved you ripped
Or a friend with a smile that'll leave you sick
And ain't no telling when the hemming commences
Ain't no telling to the cops and their questions
And ain't no telling how this shit plays out
Most of these killas been dead with their hearts ate out
And they want to share their pain so the pain sprays out
Cuz their love turned to rage and had the light chased out
Now you're laying in your blood with your head face down
Praying to the north star that it don't go south
But you already made the list and your name's crossed out
Wishing it was different and you had more time
They just watch you slip away and shoot you one more time
And then one more time