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Old 12-08-03, 06:02 PM   #1
Pr0phiX
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innocent bystander ft. darkside

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prophix:

I frantically dashed it coulda been worse
An old lady got heated about missing her purse
I coulda swore I was free there is always a witness
Cop patrolling the streets, I'm on his #1 hit list
Made haste into an ally I have no time to waste
Adrenaline kicks in, searching for a hiding place
This wasn't worth it I don't mean to disappoint my seed
I did it for the many mouths to feed, I blame it all on greed
With my goal in mind I down the ally I precede, take a left at store thats it
The plan of action seemed simple until the side of my jacket was hit
The policeman started a war and I'm clearly not one to lose
I pull my gun, shots fired, rocks shatter from walls where bullets had fused
Nearing the end I spot two pedestrians with two lives to lend
The man a brave one at that protects the girl, with life he defends
Stray bullets broke windows and found their way to the mans back
Scream cried out, this creates a nice diversion as a matter of fact
I dove into a tax never looked back, a thief, a murderer I'm an enraged beast
I gander into my prize at the luscious feast, arrogance kicks in and guilt the least

dark:

Alot's on my mind as I walk home with the groceries
preparing an excellent dinner, and after dessert I'm proposing
supposing, that I've been waiting for too long, can't lose her affection
but suddenly, a commotion in the alley catches my attention
deep in the trenches, one opens fire, now I'm caught in ground zero
Back to the wall I cringe in fear, I'm no profound hero
now those sounds grow near yo, deafening blasts are all I hear.... till-
I realize that I'm not the only pedestrian caught on the street still
a young girl and her dog by a car, huddle in a piss puddle
inner turmoil begins, thoughts muddled, gettin disgruntled
thought bubble - a prayer for the child, cop, the thief and myself
ran to shelter the girl, now I'll never be able to describe the heat that I felt
deep in the pelt, hot lead wedged in my vital organ tissue
I look sadly to the girl, crumple and whisper "I'm really glad that it missed you"
"I'm gunna miss you" I think as a tear parts the crimson streaks on my cheeks
A cough and blood flow jumbles up the meaning of my weakening speach
leaking, we bleed, expecting to see a flashback of a life
but I all I could think of as I died, was contacting my wife.......
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