"Eyes Of a S.W.A,T member"
eleven o' clock, pitch dark in Washington D.C.\
rumors of assassination are spreading rapidly\
im sittin on top oh the white house late at night\
as terrorists plan to kill the president, daughter, and wife\
equipped with uzi's and an assault rifle, complete with sight\
submachine guns on my left with a pocket knife to my right\
staring down the street as the communist army approaches\
take my pain medication(for gunshots) in three quick doses\
They army is getting closer.......
hundred deep, heading down pennsylvania avenue\
wild attitudes while they figure out which entrance to intrude\
Local residents outside in the heat of the night\
citizens everywhere yelling "run for your life"
all while im waiting to attack\
i pick up my gat and reach into my camoflague backpack\
to grab my goggles that are night vision, waiting for the soldiers to make a bad decisions\
so me and my team can split their anatomy like nuclear fission\
their approaching the white house lawn......I think to myself.....
"okay crew, they're approcahing the grass, when they lay foot, bust caps in their ass!!!"
they finally reach the front lawn.......
"open fire," you take the fat guy by the car tires\
ill handle the captain and plant the bomb that we wired\
"im puttin away the whole team when i crash da scene\
with a hydrogren bomb and a few ounces of kerosene\
shit like this is guaranteed to deplete a spleen\
Bomb Blows.......army is stopped.....
"stopped in their tracks with some es-pi-on-nage action\
the city is safe, with no lost lives, not a fraction\
now i have to go home to my kids and wife, let them know for sure that their daddy's alright."\
"we killed them bastards, the did'nt put up a fight\
well im out team............good job, goodnight\
WiCkEd a.k.a DragonFire
I liked this one...
Tight Flow...Short sweet to the point...
Nice Touch kid...
~Second City Sunz~
good post,wasnt as long as other storys so i didnt have to read long, nice
this was an ill lil story right here....quick concise and not much filler..........good post
The second verse would be from a jail cell when they use the technologies A la Will Smith to catch your ass. Killing an official head ain't as easy as it used to be but you did a good job of it in the fictional section of your own personal library. By the way if you do decide to take this action into your own hands, make sure that you don't kill Officer Cheek Badge #59. My Pop is a cop in Anacostia Park. I guess that makes me a son of a gun huh? Peace