Death
Neva know when I’m a get stuck outta luck,
Inhaling smoke n coughing until I reach my coffin,
As I roam these streets intoxicated,
I neva anticipated, that situations I would be facing could be near death related,
Now my mind is only concentrated, on my survival,
And my only chance of livin is to out live my rivals,
And my arrival, to this world was unappreciated,
That’s why all these cats want me assassinated,
But not from the game of life but from this rap game,
They want me to remain unknown and refrain,
From reaching anywhere so now I must prepare,
To lead the one man military murderous militia,
This game is like a computer n I’m just another hard partition,
Another upgrade another addition,
That’s being chased down by the reaper of death,
And I wont quit this until I have my last breath left,
Until I cant step, until my legs fail-me until my arms are paralyzed,
Until my brain is neutralized, until the evil is purified,
And when death is upon me my superiors will say “Another hero has been sacrificed”.
took me like 5-8 mins to write this one i kept it short
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