Back in the day
When I was working my way
Out of the depth and the mud
Busting my chops
Made a quick buck
Here's what you might have heard
I found a calling card
It looked kinda bizarre
In purple pink letters it read
Shareek the Greek
35th 63
If you want your future read
So I took a drive
To the edge of a knife
And in a shady neighbourhood
A buzzin' neon light
The last house on the right
A big blue hand with an eye
As I entered the room
Oriental perfume
Hit me like a jolt to the head
There he sat
Behind a yellow desk
Shareek the Greek himself
He said sit down my friend
While he shuffled his deck
I felt a chill running down my spine
As he laid out the sun
He pulled out a gun
And aimed it right in between my eyes
Man, what is this all about
He started laughing out loud
Then he laid down the piece and he said
Now you've seen death in the eye
You will be freed for life
From pain, from fear and regret
That'll be a 105
And he cracked a big smile
As I looked for my wallet, confused
That was when I snapped
And smashed him hard in the head
With a crystal ball, so cruel
As shareek the greek
Bled to his death
I took back my money and ran
Now if you wanna find out
How your future turns out,
He will never spell it again