Topic: Shootout

(Intro)
Well I want you to imagine yourself in this verse…I want you get involved in this coz u’ll understand it better…read it…live it…coz this shit happens…

(Verse)
Walkin wit my son down the streets so calm we nearly dazing,
With no signal…men come from no-where guns blazing,

A gang war…peeps wit pieces settlin scores & now we indirectly involved,
People dropping bullet holes now lookin like polos faces turning cold,

My son dropped…but he weren’t shot he ducked 4 cover in shock,
Bullets flyin every where tears in his eyes he needs me I hope I’m not popped.

He said “don’t let me die dad please” he couldn’t move from the spot,
But I couldn’t move him too many bullets flyin down like thrown rocks,

Them bullets showered the skies like a mid winter hale storm,
And yet my surprise 10 minutes…and still no uniform,

We had to move the storm was gathering the skies got dark,
The evil around them gunshots resembled many rabid dogs barks,

They doin this wrongly they ain’t savin lives they takin lives,
Well I gotta move my boy…I ain’t payin the ultimate price,

One gangsta fell and I took his piece for security,
But the shower never eased…it jus made things worse more intensity,

The bullets were getting closer I had to delay them for a second,
Pointed upwards released this clip the guns stopped…then I dropped the weapon,

Picked my boy up and ran for the next block,
Automatics came out…ain’t these ma fuckas gonn run outta glocks?,

Pumped shots dumped slugs too many terminologies,
We gots to move or me & the kid…will be another criminal fatality,

So I kept runnin my sons helpless I felt bad for his health,
The stress from this shootout…is gonn result in me blaming myself,

Nearly made it…but I tripped on a crack,
Gunshots still approaching…almost there now safety’s a certain fact,

Hit the corner and I felt some real heavy smacks,
But my boy down he looked in shock…as I took 5 in the back,

It left me breathless but I still said run son go,
Then I fell to the floor…it felt like slo-mo,

I heard footsteps amongst the bullets I tried to make a proposition,
But he said this shootouts over for you *BANG…fade*…
…End of transmission,