*Phone rings*

yo dawg-nigga in truble-need yo help man-this shit be serious-hes gonna kill me tanite-meet me in ten at ma place

*phone goes dead*

what a nigga ta do? bust some caps or let go
let ma homeboy down by becomein a no sho?
am just off of paroll cann afford anotha bookin
but if a dont go a risk the disrespect of ma hood man
when a was in trubble they were there ba ma side
now when it tim to return tha favour a run off and a hide
shit man ..a dunno what to choose
either way theres no telling what a will lose
ma homies are ma life but a value ma freedom
fuck me this is some deep ass shit
fuck a wish a had more time ta think.a need ta sleep on it
But a only got ten minutes to decide
do a stay here alone or do i get up off ma ass and fite
before a realise what i be doing i be picking up ma nine
shits buildin up inside me but frankly i just aint got tha time
to rationally think- actions speak louder than words so here a goes
if a dont ride tanight ma homies will turn into ma foes
but if a shoot someone down ill be put in a cell
ether way am lookin at it this nigga goin ta hell
while ma mind is racing me legs be waling
and whilst ma mind be pacin ive icked up the fone and started talking
to ma homeboys...tellin them i be a bit late
hang u tha hone..then consider ma fate
am shakin at tha thought of prision again
when i got my trial early a has sworn ta change
but here a am in ma car wit ma nine on ma lap
turned on the ignotion and now thers no turnin back
the ride u to his house was the longest ive ever had
i kept reminicin bout all the times that i was glad
to be out of ma cell and im robably headin right back
but theres nothin i can do now.its time for ma payback
I stepped out tha car and called out fo ma boi
ta find the door already open and some blood on tha floor
lace is a blood bath ad me dawgs all like wounded
i just stood ther in silence -how could i hve been so stupid
tha one that foned mes was still breathing just a bit
ran over to him quikly to see if it was a bad hit
it ws fatal - he was losing alot of blod
if i had only been there 2 minutes earlier...FUCK
he grabbed ma hand tight and looked deep into ma eyes
mumbled something unclear-the stopped breathin and died
pullin him close to ma chest i just lay there and cried
and to think i was gonna turn down this stupid ass ride
i always said id return the favour someday
so now its time to find this nigga..damn is he gonna pay
FUCK the police and FUCK the jail this shits personal
so am grabbin all the gunz and fillin ma pockets up wit arsenal
athrowin ma shit in the back set and jumpin into ma car
this nigga has ovastepped tha line.man has he took it too far
am roamin tha streets lookin for tha bitch
when a spot him at tha corner braggin bout his latest hits
a get out of tha car and walk past him discreetly
then aim f his heat and shoot fo he gets tha chance ta see me
two shots and hes dead but his homies have seen me
so a start ta run away but im not fast on ma feet
then i hear tha shots and twos just enough
theyve shot me in tha chest and breathings becoming tough
i nver thought of this exception of what would happen
a never ditched ma homies or went ta jail.......
instead a went ta heaven