God 4give me, didnt mean to kill him....(repost)
late-night, my eyes grew sensitive from the streetlights/ smelling like urine from the sewer pipes/ my legs became weary/ dust particles had my eyes teary/ and i was tripping, since i might've saw sumthin ghostly when i passed the cemetary/ shivering uncontrollably/ sporting a thin fleece with no gloves, i think it was 60 degrees/ dayum, juss wanted to make it home safely/ almost instantly, i heard footsteps behind me/ tried to keep my thoughts positive/ attempts to run became too addictive/before i even got in the motion to sprint/ he grabbed me by my fleece's tip/ tried to pistol-whip, but he missed/ flung me on the heavily rusted fence/ defenseless/ "my life is not gonna end, please..my life is not gonna end!!"/ i cried in my head/ i couldnt see the man/ he was rocking a jacket,with gloves and timberlands/ highly demandin'/ he put the glock to my right eye/ frozen, petrified/ the only thing visible was the evil glow in this muthafuckers eyes/
robber:"give me all your fucken cash that you got right now!! hurry the fuck up!!"
syntax:"yo, for real..i aint gotta a buck."
robber:"thats juss telling me that you like to get strucked."
he took his heat and swiped it across my teeth/ fell on the concrete/ everything swirled around me/ the lights looked like dust reflecting the streets/ ferociously, he flipped me on my stomach/ grabbed the wallet from my back pocket/ opened it/ and the smile on his face read mission accomplished/
my hard earned cash was soon to be drifted/
THAT FUCKEN MONEY BELONGS TO ME!!!!/ while he was counting the stacks/ i rushed and belted him in the back/ he dropped the gat/ still stinging from the whiplash/ i grabbed my wallet and reorganized the cash/ he gathered himself and began to wrestle/ tossed and tuggled/ i struggled to possess the gun/ hand was numb/ all of this over crumbs/ "PLOW!!!!!"/...silence/ he stumbled upon the lights and there was a dent on his chest/ i couldnt figure it out yet/ should i run or stay for the cops to check??/ an hour ago, i was surrounded by party full of life/ now dramatically, came the transition to death/ holding my breath/ area was lifeless/ the cops rolled in.."drop the gun!!! your under arrest!!!!"/ still in shock/ for a minute i had a chance to play GOD/ a single shot and a life was what i got/ how was i to explain it to my mother..my father??/ how can i look into the eyes of my sister?/ how can they live with a killer??/ still one in the chamber/ a slight thrust of my finger/ tapped the sensitive trigger/ and it was all over......
"hey!! drop the firearm immedia- "
Dope..syntax you down for another collab let me know..aight..PEACE.
Yo, I actually read this post, but forgot to post a reply...so here's one...
Dope story-rhyme, Syn..
..kILLUMINATIon...I'm keepin' hope a lie 'cuz it's over for you!
aren't u in that ill crew cm5 ?
this is a dope story your dope i liek the stuff u've posted im feeling it