Listen y'all i'm on a killin' mode, so listen to my story and i'll let you know how this story will unfold.
It was around Holloween about holloween eve//
and me and my niggas were chillin, me gettin' my hair braid, this girl was puttin' in beads//
then we hear gun shots and screams comin' from outside//
we run out, and looked in the front and on the side//
shit i was like something is rumblin' in the bushes over there against the house//
other thug type niggas were scared, me, i was planning on poppin' whatever was in there in the mouth//
it jumped up, the grim reaper tryin' to do away with me//
i pulled out the heat started bustin', thinkin' shit this muthaFUCCa ain't gettin' me//
but the heat wasn't workin' so i nigga fled//
looked back for a mintue to see one of my niggas loose his head//
the son of a bitch was after me, levitating quickly, shit let me hop in this car//
hot wire it and now i'm speedin' down the strip thinkin' why is this happen to me//
then i thought...shit can't think of why he's comin for me//
is it my time? shit i think not g//

Hook(2x):
its dark outside and this nigga is tryin' to kill me//
its dark outside and my mouth he' tryin' to seal g//
what am i gonna do i'm runnin' against the clock//
and all i have is a 22 round glock//

fucc, i can't shake him, this bitch really wants my ass//
muthafucca is stickin' to me like gay men to straight nigga's ass//
damn and my ass, just might be grass//
it might be cuz' he's swingin' that thang like a lawn mower blade//
swirving thru the streets, cars hittin' each other blowin' up like gernades//
oh shit! i jump out quick, that muthafucca was on my hood//
shit let me dip to the hood, and put this nigga in some wood//
pop it out and slap in another clip//
like the hot boys "i shoot first" and caught him in his hip//
shit i feel like i'm trapped like george clooney in "from dust til dawn"//
damn this is a serious chess game we playin' he's everything else but a pawn//
boom,boom,boom, what the fucc was that, i look back//
shit this niggas is playin' some extreme golf with cars//
comin' down in rows, i'm being locked in like jail house bars//
this nigga is tryin' to crush me like a walnut, and he's the nutcracker//
is it over now, no wait there's my girl, jump out the way and hopped into her tracker//

Hook(2x)

"yo, nigga what's going on? who the fucc was that?"//
yo, my babygirl its that niggas death and he's on my back//
"damn dog, you fucced up..what did you do?"//
shit i don't...wait i think he's after me cuz' i popped this crew//
told her to pull over, cuz' it doesn't concern her//
i needed her car, but i ran without it, now my chances for living were paper cut slim//
fucc you bitch! i stood my ground, pissed him off and started advancing quick//
bitch swung and cut me, damn! you son of a bitch//
popped some heat in his head, shyt he's not dyin'//
should i stop now? fucc that i'ma keep tryin'//
finally he hits the ground, i won, ha ha, you muthafucca, bitch what now//
who ever thought i could lay that bitch nigga to the ground//
shit i walked away heard somethings, i quickly turned around//
OOOHHHH SSSHHHHIIITTTTT!!!!//
i woke- up in my bed with my head covered with sweat, scared lookin' like i just got hit//
my wifey grabbed my shoulder "baby what's wrong are you okay?"//
yeah i'm cool, just had a bad dream, she went back to sleep, i was about to but saw a cut was like shit//
sittin' there in my bed thinkin' "it was all a dream wasn't it"....