Illtalics = Meters
Normal = Twixn
Sylentz Intro comming soon
Fight Night
Clumsy punk is stumbling over, liquored up, a Coors in his hand
Moving in on my terrain, I'll make him leave in a coroners bag
What should i say?
Get off my shit, and quit the passive stance
Now you shook, don't even look
or I'll blacken your next glance that's cast
Oh, you don't think so? it even possible you'd get laid?
like get your hands off my possession
or catch a palmful of switchblade
no question, let's display the facts, watch this whore get smacked
if he swing at me, faggot gonna find out
how this shortstack absorb attacks
i took a lazy swing his way... didn't expect fast reflexes
but damn this fucker with 60 less pounds has that move perfected
waited for the counter hit... of course this guy was legit
Staggering from a blow to my left eye, he's quick
he must have been in at least ten fights to learn that trick
defending his beautiful girlfriend i just wanted to talk a little too...
well... i had intentions,
.................................his knuckles had hard bony brittle chew
two more to my left eye, opening a cut... now he's not the only one mad
Half blinded i could still see the he was too confident
got allot of speed but lacking content
standing for everything i don't represent
soon he wont be standing at all
moving fast without a stall to his movements
i see he's not all bluffing, he's sent his finger prints
i just thought that girl looked good... didn't want this...
my bladders killing me ....
now i gotta get this over with and take a piss
Pissing himself, I called it right, slowly drawing my knife,
When the lugger surge back, and my face get demolished with rights,
Can't eat solids for nights, he utilize the size advantage
force the thought from mind just to spit the tooth fragment
I'm crawling now, garnering the strength I'll need to channel
If more blows cascade, trick of the trade, reach for the handle
He's coming to check my status, fuck, the guy is massive,
I don't know the measure of a man, but damn, these measures drastic
He pick me up, stupid fuck, it's time to make the incision cut
when he bust me in the ribs, grab with his fists and twist my guts
Push him aside, dive for salvation, to make the chalk line trace him,
Grab the blade, and carve like masons, to leave this faggot faceless
gurgle gurgle... What the fuck?
i never expected the last image i see to be...
some street rats girlfriend smoking him over the head with a bat
such a fast combat seemed like seconds, Mom? Dad? I'm too fucking young
now i feel blood on my tougn, first day of college partying and see what goes down
i here sirens... prob the police, I'm bleeding but cant move... fading sound
getting cold, n' sooner than i thought my little sister will be wearing a funeral gown
A night of chaos and drama leaves two lives shattered,
one prison for life for cocaine possession and murder
the other that mattered a blossoming life stamped out not knowing about her
a family's endless shouts of pain, and one that lived without anyone
but a newborn daughter seeded within his girlfriend,
another fucked up situation humans can't seem to comprehend
