The static red flames From Michael’s 45. burned Hotter than the blood Leaking from Jerome’s lungs As the slug hit the brick wall Jerome’s bones crashed Faster than an impulse Michael pinched Jerome’s stash
Ten Balloons One was Black The last card played Froze the Deck Ten Balloons Nine were Red At the end of the night Two men were dead
When Michael was alone After he drove uptown Nas was on his Stereo As Michael pulled off his leather belt
Ten Balloons One was Black The last card played Froze the Deck Ten Balloons Nine were Red At the end of the night Two men where dead.
The belt choked around his bicep His needle found a forearm vein But there was rat poison cut In the black balloon’s cocaine
Ten Balloons One was Black The last card played Froze the Deck Ten Balloons Nine were Red At the end of the night Two men where dead.