there wasnt a sound as i made my way to the battle ground
was an eery dark night...jus knew somthin bad was gona go down
blinded by street lights,sweat pouring i was scared stiff...
but i had to kill this murdering, emotionless bitch...
as i stepped out my ride,i hunted my man down..jus me n em
i called out..your times up boy...as i pointed my gun to him..

the cold steel shone as my hand shook...petrified...
this guy stood tall he was still,n had me mesmorised...
i hadnt thought this through..no doubt i was mad....
i wasn`t strong enough..even though he had slain my dad...

i shook as i said.."bitch ima kill you..ur a fuckin murderer"...
he laughed,..pulled out his knuckle duster......

hand swooped...i froze...blood poured as i fell to my knees...
tears rolled as i thought of my dad...help me lord please...
why was i so stupid..this guy was a gangster...n i was next...
he laughed with no remorse as he struck me..his face vexed...

3 hits and i was covered in pain...mentally dissabled...
i begged and bleeded that i cud fight..but i wasnt mentally able...
the wounds to my head were gushing..flowing and deep...
the bitch hit me again...my life was over...i was asleep...