Come Home (Last Verse)
its to late to squash this beef
I got my heat
I creep across the street
to delete this creep
he use to be my man before this beef evolved
it's funny how friendship dissolve
My quick attempt to get the draw he saw
as I drew he drew a Mexican stand off
And I know I should have squooze
but instead I froze
visions of us riding big wheels at 4 years old
flooded my mind
the same time tears flooded my eyes
thinking we could be the cause of each others demise
baffled by this irony as I looked in his eyes
together we escaped death more than a dozen times
as I stood there frozen
over come with emotion
watching the rest of the scene play out in slow motion
his hammer tapped the bullet followed by an explosion
I felt an intense pain as my flesh tore open
I dropped with a thud before the blood start rolling
two shots escaped from the weapon I was holding
his chest caught them both
I heard him gag and choke
he's holding on but he's close
to the end of his rope
me Im cold,scared and shaking knowing there's no hope
dam ! even in this beef we will still die close
and as I felt death approach to claim us both
a angel came and sang the closing notes
the last vers from come home
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