Woke up one morning and looked outside/
it was dark and pain was hittin my mind/
there was a documentary on Pac and Biggie Smalls/
got bored, so i decided to turn the tv off/
I found myself in a mystery place/
confrontin the thing that took big and pac without a trace/
he started to say how proud he was when he did it/
I said "why would you be happy, you killed rappers looked up to by kids?""hah i took 'em by surprise thats what i did"
I wouldn't be proud to kill another brother/
cuz when your caught its sad to look at their mother/
he said"Please a G like me ain't got feelings/
i taken wounds in my body and im still healing/"
But to kill another person, wouldn't be fair/
plus justice is done so be prepared/
He said what can they do to me/
and it showed itself it was a gun with an evil grin/
And then all of a sudden i heard a click and spark/
and soon after that everything went dark...

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Only God can judge me, Who THE FUCK IS YOU?!

I couldn't really feel this piece to much. Work on vocab .. I also couldn't feel a real flow to this one.