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.