I see the shadows moving in the corner of my eye They talk about the loyalty but feed me every lie Gaza Jaba style, you know the energy is real But when the form is bad, I gotta show 'em how I feel Mi bron, you were the brother that I trusted with the key Now you're locking every door and trying to hide the truth from me I saw the pattern shifting like the desert in the wind Counting up the losses and the places where you sinned I kept it quiet for a minute, let the pressure build Watching how the garden that we planted got untilled But silence isn't weakness, it's the rhythm of the storm And I won't stay around for someone showing such bad form That's why mi gone, I’m moving to the light Leaving all the heavy clouds and phantoms in the night Bad form mi bron, you played a losing hand Now I’m building up my kingdom on a different piece of land Yeah, mi gone, I’m vanishing like smoke Breaking every chain and every heavy-hearted yoke I remember late nights where the vision was so clear Before you let the whispers and the envy interfere Magical intentions turned to dust inside your grip I felt the ground was shaking so I had to let it slip You think the Gaza spirit is about the way