[Verse 1]Woke up at 7, my day seemed more than I prayed forGot dressed up to head out and ride to school on my skateboardNew kid in class I sat alone takin' notes while the hoodlums were makin' jokes at the clothes that my momma paid forSeemed like everyone was a part of some gang invasionTattoos, the initiation, parolers I’m on probationSoakin' up the vibe as I study for information'Cause lately I been deprived of a normal dayBut today, on my way to eat lunch, some kid approached meHe told me “we should be cool” if only he got to know me'Cause on this side of town I would need some protectionIt’s crazy, reckless and dangerousUnless I’m some sort of gangster, I’m only safe with the policeHe said his name was [blank]I dapped him up at the bussesI was kinda skept' about him at first cause I didn’t trust himThe more I got to know him, I couldn’t tell what his motives wereHopin' that he was sincere, somethin' told me “let go”But the only thing on my mind was patienceSearchin' twice for a different life, I was tired of waitin''Cause me and [blank] had similar views and conversations infused with knowledgeMainly 'bout school and college, that was my truth, but regardlessHe was type cool when I was wit' himIntroduce him to my family, they were rockin' wit' himMy momma told him, “Make sure you look out for my son”And before she could finish her sentence, he quickly just interjected and said, “Don’t you even stress it, I got it under control.”It’s been two months since we met, it seemed like we’d gotten closeSome cat approached me and tried to beef wit' me, I just frozeThen I see [Blank] pounded and stompin' homie right out his clothesCalled me his brother and told me he got me to the fullestEven if that mean bullets, bullies, gangs, AKs and choppas ‘till they kill usThat’s the realest shit I ever witnessedA few weeks later, my uncle sold me a Honda CivicA ’93 with no license plates and no registrationJust thinkin' about every place that I’ma go when I finally get itAnd then he asked me for a ride around the block some distance from where I was parkinAnd instantly I knew the spot was sketchy, my momma would kill meMy intuition told me not to, I knew it was wildAnd plus I knew I had no business or place on that side of townAnd I read about some chick that went lurkin' without a sound and got murkedHer body found in that dirt, with a thousand roundsIt was worse than abandoned buildins of bandits, villians, and scammersKillers provokin' gangsters, but maybe I’m overthinkin'Maybe I might be straight just as long as I pump the brakesAnd try not to think about it just trust I’ll be fuckin' safeAnd then I told him, “Let’s go, hop in.”He dapped me up, he started tellin' jokes the whole ride thereHad me crackin' upAs we were gettin closer, I felt funny, my stomach turnedThen he told me, “Go left, make another turn, go right, and drive slow”As I look, it was all abandoned and quiet, not a single person in sight, nobody standinAnd right when I pulled the car to the sideHe said, “Right here, sit still. Turn the car off and chill.”That’s when I start to panic he told me, “Relax.”Then he pulled the keys out the ignition and hopped out and laughedThen my life flashed in an instantHe inched to my driver door then I tried to lock it, I couldn’tRipped me right outta my seat and then grabbed the side of his jeans and thenPulled out the shotty and all I heard was a screech and he shot my arm into piecesI’m thinkin' I must be dreamin’, another shot to my chestAnd my stomach’s squeezin', my breath or my lungs collapsinI’m down on my fuckin knees askin' him, “Why?”He looked at me, I looked him dead in the eyesAnd he smashed my face with the barrelAnd I throw my teeth to the sky and then uhI heard a [cocks shotgun] sound of the shotty cock backHe pressed it hard against my head and blew my fuckin top backI’m still conscious, I’m breathin'I’m still movin', no clue as to why I’m not deadAll this blood that I’m losin' and I heard my car drive offAnd I looked up and saw the sun and that was all that I sawThen I heard my conscience tell me, “Get up nigga get up! You’re losin' blood, oh my! Don’t fall asleep or you’ll die! Stay awake and move as much as possible, there’s no time! Find some help or try to yell, you ain’t too well, oh God! Wake up, nigga! Wake up! Wake up, nigga! Wake up…”[Verse 2]Woke up at 7, my day was worse than I prayed forGot dressed, then head out, down the stairs from the eighth floorNew kid in class, he sat alone, takin' notes while my niggas were makin' jokesAt the clothes that his mama paid forHad no family, but was cool with the local gangstasTattoos, and now I’m on parole and probation for breakin' rulesThat life was all I knew, all I wanted was to do was cruiseSmoke weed and say, “Fuck school”Wanted guidance cause all my role models I would look up toWas indicted a young dude with no logicI went to church 'till the pastor said, “Fuck you.”Now I’m violent and this gang that always looked out for meVouched for me and adopted me said they wanted to rock wit meAnd I wanted to get down, guess there was somethin' missin'Everything comes with a price, “There’s only one condition:All you gotta do for initiation is kill an innocent victim and leave em there with no witnesses or no snitchesIf you do that, you’d be down with the clique and that’s for life so don’t you ever think you getting outta this shit"I thought about itSoakin' up the vibe as I study for information, tryna choose my victim, plottin' the weakest preyBut today on my way to eat lunch, I approached himAnd told him we should be cool, if only I got to know himCause on this side of town, he would need some protectionIt’s crazy reckless or If only, unless he some sort of gangster and he only safe with the policeHe said his name was [blank] and I dapped him up at the bussesWas kind of skeptic about me at first cause he didn’t trust meThen the more he got to know me, he couldn’t tell what my motives wereHopin’ that I was sincere, but little did he know I was tryna snake him and pop a brickJust need the perfect opportunity, I’m tired of waitin’A murder runnin’ through my head, I knew that death was comin’He introduced me to his family, I was jealous of himHis momma told me “Make sure you look out for my son-“And before she could finish her sentence I quickly just interjected and said“Don’t you even stress it. I got him to the fullest, even if that means bullets, bullies, gangs, AKs and choppas till they kill us.”I was lyin to the fuckin’ limitsTook advantage when he said he had that Honda CivicA ’93 with no license plates and no registrationJust thinkin’ about every place I’ma go when I finally kill himAnd then I asked him for a ride around the block, some distance from where he was parkedAnd instantly I knew my chance was comin’, I’m ready to drill himThen he told me, “Let’s go, hop in.”I dapped him up and started tellin jokes the whole ride thereHad him crackin upAs we were gettin’ closer, he felt funnyI think he knew somethin’ was comin’, that look he had was enough to tell meBut fuck it, go right and drive slowAs he looked, it was all abandoned and quietNot a single person in sight and nobody standinAnd right when he pulled the car to the sideI said, “Right here, sit still. Turn the car off and chill.”Then he start to panic, I told him, “Relax.”Then I pulled the keys out the ignition and hopped out, laughedHis life flash in an instantI inched to his driver door then he tried to lock it, he couldn’tAnd I ripped him right out his seat then I grabbed the side of my jeans and thenI pull out the shotty, I cocked it twice ‘till he screamedAnd I shot his arm into pieces, I’m watchin’ his blood leakin’And another shot to his chest, seen his stomach squeezingHis breath and his lungs collapse and he down to his fuckin’ kneesAskin’ me, “Why?”He looked at me, I looked him dead in the eyesThen I smashed his face with the barrel, and I throw his teeth to the skyAnd then [cocks shotgun] sound of the shotty cock backI pressed it hard against his head and blew his fuckin’ top back
