LOGIK
AS THE FIRST SHOT riccochet was herd- from the block to the burbs- i stepped out to the curb- only to see the block disturbed-
2 bodies one gunning- the other with his blood running- i stood froze- and observed these 2 foes- and struck my duck from the what?! pose- i was like damn from the window- put down the indo- and my forty- and stepped out just as that nigga ran up on shorty- with a shawty- what kind of beaf could be so solved?
as 5-0 aND MY NIGGA ASK WHO PULLED THE TRIGGA I DONT KNOW SON I WONT INVOLVED- son on the ground eyes dialted body disolved- i dont know know what happened he was caught nappen is this how man evolved?- needing 6 in the revolve?-
nobody gives a damn just oohs and oz- it make me pause- what if i get clapped is that a round of applause-? leaking bleeding through a gause-momz see me deceased and mena pause- and my seed sees dady a doa-damn theres a thin line between games that we play- i cant believeit endz this way- this what it comes too- he caught 2- fucking 5-0 helping knowing they aint shit they can do- damn son- they still residue from the gun- in his lung- plus he swallowed his tongue- damn hands shaken body looking like chewed gum- and dun is done-
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(is this the way it is-
what we teach the kids-
dying aint how we live-
watch all 4 sides of this-)
LOGIK
yeah fuck it i shot him- but i was aiming at slim- and it was brawd day light-just simple responce from me loosing a fight- clenched my heat tight- walking with a blood thirst- it was my first- didnt think just let my shit burst- as i saw son planted in earth- starting doubting if the beaf was worth- but its late- have to escape- dont want 5-0 to chase-better yet no evidence to trace my face-should
of thought through- but damn i was like what should i do- i seen him every day on the strip- he was needing the clip- as for kid shouldnt got in the way of grip- when he herd in what direction the bullet spit- and shit- i didnt mean for him to get hit-
but fuck it- we from the same proj eventually he prob get his shit split- in a dark alley stash the burner on the corna- look normal- walk formal- or im a gonna- you can see the remoarse im my eyes- he a coarpse meaning he died- cant deal with the pain damn i need to get buddafied- its only a mtter of time- before the word spreadz- the wrong man dead- and his friends- hit me up with the led- but shit son let me get ghost before im deceased- cop another peace- and since you an angel rest in peace- just another victom of aim- sorry twin i call you that cause i never saw you and dont know your name.now i have to find my brother so we can get ghost and be one- before we get hit he dont know shit watch these mafia shuns- you son what the fuck where this kid at- its been 30 since i hit you and aint hit me back?
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Out on da cold lonesome word i saw a horride sight, we was walkin down tha street we they began to fight./ they fought 'n yelled wit all there might, then there was this awsome flash of light./ the killer smirked at me ruthlessly as he turned to flee, then he flashed his gun at me./ I started to bed 'n closed my eyes so I couldn't see, when I opened them there was no reason to plea./ I pulled my friend close 'n started to cry, wondering who tha killer was 'n why./ Grabbin his hand I murmerd "please hold on,please try." thats when he said to me "i aint gonna make it...goodbye...." watchin as his breath got shallower i couldn't help but pray, i wish i knew what to tell him-the perfect words to say./ I rememebed where we used to play, 'n all tha times we talked through tha night into tha day./ My felt like lead 'n i could barly see anythin as the paramdics came 'n started to yell jibberish that meant nothin./There was a gasp for air 'n he started his coughin, maybe the last place I'd see him would be in his coffin./ Tha eye of God was upon us, destorying all my religious trust./ All I love breaks 'n bust, all i got is our pictures gatherin dust./ I laid on tha cold hard cemenet when they took him away, I couldn't even walk- all i did was sway./
LOGIK
it was a sunday just got off of work- making our way to church- as i saw kirt- and kirk- walking through thirty first-me and my old earth-just found out aboute a seed birth- said it was a short cut-and what- we heading the same direction so we talk and we walk- its been a minute how you godz been- could see the palness of the skin- asking them what happened- he said this cat- needed to get capped- got bitch slapped- saying he retaliating right back- told him i aint with that- just got my high school degree- preping for college in spring 4.0 and s.a.t-
i ready to be first to graduate for the family- you see- respects to
but i aint getting caught in the avenue- i need revenue- a seed on the way- a lady 8 inches away- i m needed here so im making pay- so we can do better move with no delay- if i do this my life turn thug like instant replay-m waite what the relay- just then bullets get sprayed- felt a little pressure next thing i know im layed- felt myself tweaking- crying coughing and my body leaking my friends dip with the quickness- but waite who did this?-behind the vision of my crying miss-look across the street damn what i invision-oh shit its my brother marcus the culpret of my transition- what the fuck hell naw i need to see my seed- why am i the victom of my own brothers greed?- im slipping i feel myself going to sleep- im to weak its only death last thing i hear is my beeper beep. And my girl crying on the street.
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thanx ya'll
