It was a dark night
Streets lights were there to reassure me of my existence
As I ran with my shadow following me leaving foot prints on the floor
Cop cars, sirens
Neighbors knocking on my door
Black chucks, blue laces
I seen this happen too many times before
Surrounded by red blood
Spattered like the paint I use to tag up my name over the city
The numbers 1992 tattooed on his leg
Seeing my loved one laying there on the pavement
I didn’t want to think he was dead
The panic, the sweat and the tears
This is what happens when you been living here for years
Same hood, rival enemies
Catch the bullets flying in the sky
You’ll be lucky enough if you catch one and don’t die
This life of mine feels like a dream
A nightmare I wish that I could wake up from
You know what I mean?
Why should the life of this shorty have to be so rough?
I’m looking for the way out
Before I’m next then blaow that’s the end.