Gunshots

by curtis kotrch the silent tears of of my heart   Mar 2, 2012


One moment we were drinking having fun the next moment me and the niggas all start to run

we hear gunshots i hear your son scream im come running up my gun in my hand

ready to kill but when i see your limp body i become ill

i scream for someone to help me but it never comes the cops arive your blood on my hands i say screw it and take my stand at your coffin i say these

word my nigga went down from a gun but when i came the little puink had to run i will not rest until i find his killer and make him feel the regret and pain we all feel here today

i want you all to know his death will not be in vain i promise you all I will find this man and take him down with the saddness in my heart i feel here today

i walk off the stand and kiss his picture and scream i love you eddie i walk out slowly and smoke a marblo just to keep my self from doing something stupid

i have found the man in michigan state prison hes wrinkly and old so i figured his slow death in that cell will pay more than what he owes.

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