Shits fuck the past few days my boy’s been played
like a vampire a stake to the heart he been betrayed

Laid to rest like a flower at a funeral, been left to rot
Got beef with some next man coz his girls in his slot

So what you take my girl and you think your not getting shot!!
Hot to the touch my boy’s fuming looming contemplating a plot

Now his blood is boiling,~ and only a fight can cool his rage
War is the only thing that could compensate being left caged

The hour is drawing close a friend’s rampage is next in the tide
Do I stand with him or watch his demise, I realised not to hide

The end is in sight, Might this be my last night, My last fight?
Sighted the dude out side a 7~11 buying alcohol for the night

Reached in my pocket, the 9’s off safety, then prayed god to forgive
My head just out the sunroof~ my visions a blur we got him for sure

We let our guns bark~ moment later it cleared dude was dead along with his peers


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