[Verse 1: Donnie Menace]
I was coming home from work at ten o'clock on the dot
At night and stepped off the bus when it got to my stop
Was I expecting something bizarre? Probably not
But then the unexpected came when I got to my block
I try to lay low whenever I see my block getting hot
Cuz bullets are nameless and I'm not plotting to watch
But I was in shock, there's tons of people cocking their Glocks
Every man for themselves and they're popping off shots
Now chalk lines are nothing new, neither arе bullets busting through
But when evеryone's out to kill each other, what do you do?
The cops don't give a fuck, truth is this what they've been waiting for
They'd rather see us kill ourselves cuz they ain't taking us all
So I sway then dodge my way to a place to lodge
The back of a liquor store where there's a kit to cage me off
Ran into the back door and seen a worker shot to death
Picked up his .22 and said "I've gotta get up outta this!"
[Chorus: Donnie Menace]
Something doesn't seem right with the air tonight
The air supply's infected and it's created a scary sight
Better not be scared to fight or blast a Nine
Take a breath of the death in the acid skies
Something doesn't seem right with the air tonight
The air supply's infected and it's created a scary sight
Don't be scared to fight, you can turn your back and die
Take a breath of the death from the acid skies (Yo, yo)
[Verse 2: Donnie Menace]
So I'm laying low in the store smoking a Newport
Nobody knows I'm here because I locked the doors
The shots are so consistent that they rock the floor
And this dead man's gun is all I got for support
Then the back door slammed open and someone's approaching
He's coming closer and closer as I see him running for it
He's bucking his toaster pretend he's gunning and loaded
So I swung my burner and I knocked him in his motherfucking forehead
He's laid out in the middle of the shit pile
Shaking and twitching while he's laughing with a sick smile
So I glimpse down at him and ask him what's happening
Looking into his blank eyes as he's cracking up laughing
Then he gradually relaxes snapping back to rationality
And he's telling me how everybody's sanity's maddening
And nothing matters to them but taking a life
And there's a small chance in Hell that I'll make it alive (make it alive)
[Chorus: Donnie Menace]
Something doesn't seem right with the air tonight
The air supply's infected and it's created a scary sight
Better not be scared to fight or blast a Nine
Take a breath of the death in the acid skies
Something doesn't seem right with the air tonight
The air supply's infected and it's created a scary sight
Don't be scared to fight, you can turn your back and die
Take a breath of the death from the acid skies (Yo, yo)
[Verse 3: Donnie Menace]
If everyone's at war then I'm better off gunning
Cuz a small chance in Hell is really better than nothing
So when I walked out and I proceeded to breeze on
I was bombarded by a large accretion of green fog
As I breathe in this green fog, it's burning my chest
And making my eyes twitch and it's making my shoulders tense
I'm hoping this ain't a sign that it's about to be over with
But if it is then I'm letting the chamber round the heater smoke to death
I'm keeping my toaster gripped, prepared to unload a clip
'Til I realized the fog was changing my tone of skin
I'm thinking "Oh shit" as my strength is decreasing
Now I see my enemies creeping with similar features
Now we're all gripping our heaters except for unleashing
Proceeding on releasing with shots that'll grip a tequila
Right before I shot the last blast in their eyes
We died at the same time from the acid skies
[Chorus: Donnie Menace]
Something doesn't seem right with the air tonight
The air supply's infected and it's created a scary sight
Better not be scared to fight or blast a Nine
Take a breath of the death in the acid skies
Something doesn't seem right with the air tonight
The air supply's infected and it's created a scary sight
Don't be scared to fight, you can turn your back and die
Take a breath of the death from the acid skies (Yo, yo)
I was coming home from work at ten o'clock on the dot
At night and stepped off the bus when it got to my stop
Was I expecting something bizarre? Probably not
But then the unexpected came when I got to my block
I try to lay low whenever I see my block getting hot
Cuz bullets are nameless and I'm not plotting to watch
But I was in shock, there's tons of people cocking their Glocks
Every man for themselves and they're popping off shots
Now chalk lines are nothing new, neither arе bullets busting through
But when evеryone's out to kill each other, what do you do?
The cops don't give a fuck, truth is this what they've been waiting for
They'd rather see us kill ourselves cuz they ain't taking us all
So I sway then dodge my way to a place to lodge
The back of a liquor store where there's a kit to cage me off
Ran into the back door and seen a worker shot to death
Picked up his .22 and said "I've gotta get up outta this!"
[Chorus: Donnie Menace]
Something doesn't seem right with the air tonight
The air supply's infected and it's created a scary sight
Better not be scared to fight or blast a Nine
Take a breath of the death in the acid skies
Something doesn't seem right with the air tonight
The air supply's infected and it's created a scary sight
Don't be scared to fight, you can turn your back and die
Take a breath of the death from the acid skies (Yo, yo)
[Verse 2: Donnie Menace]
So I'm laying low in the store smoking a Newport
Nobody knows I'm here because I locked the doors
The shots are so consistent that they rock the floor
And this dead man's gun is all I got for support
Then the back door slammed open and someone's approaching
He's coming closer and closer as I see him running for it
He's bucking his toaster pretend he's gunning and loaded
So I swung my burner and I knocked him in his motherfucking forehead
He's laid out in the middle of the shit pile
Shaking and twitching while he's laughing with a sick smile
So I glimpse down at him and ask him what's happening
Looking into his blank eyes as he's cracking up laughing
Then he gradually relaxes snapping back to rationality
And he's telling me how everybody's sanity's maddening
And nothing matters to them but taking a life
And there's a small chance in Hell that I'll make it alive (make it alive)
[Chorus: Donnie Menace]
Something doesn't seem right with the air tonight
The air supply's infected and it's created a scary sight
Better not be scared to fight or blast a Nine
Take a breath of the death in the acid skies
Something doesn't seem right with the air tonight
The air supply's infected and it's created a scary sight
Don't be scared to fight, you can turn your back and die
Take a breath of the death from the acid skies (Yo, yo)
[Verse 3: Donnie Menace]
If everyone's at war then I'm better off gunning
Cuz a small chance in Hell is really better than nothing
So when I walked out and I proceeded to breeze on
I was bombarded by a large accretion of green fog
As I breathe in this green fog, it's burning my chest
And making my eyes twitch and it's making my shoulders tense
I'm hoping this ain't a sign that it's about to be over with
But if it is then I'm letting the chamber round the heater smoke to death
I'm keeping my toaster gripped, prepared to unload a clip
'Til I realized the fog was changing my tone of skin
I'm thinking "Oh shit" as my strength is decreasing
Now I see my enemies creeping with similar features
Now we're all gripping our heaters except for unleashing
Proceeding on releasing with shots that'll grip a tequila
Right before I shot the last blast in their eyes
We died at the same time from the acid skies
[Chorus: Donnie Menace]
Something doesn't seem right with the air tonight
The air supply's infected and it's created a scary sight
Better not be scared to fight or blast a Nine
Take a breath of the death in the acid skies
Something doesn't seem right with the air tonight
The air supply's infected and it's created a scary sight
Don't be scared to fight, you can turn your back and die
Take a breath of the death from the acid skies (Yo, yo)
( Donnie Menace )
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