The Visit
Hey!! wake up!!
you don't wanna miss this!!
The soft voice that woke him,
he didn't know.
Opening his eyes
and seeing two grim faces.
Along with one that was
angry and beautiful.
And the startling fact
the last thing he heard
was the hammer
being pulled back.
Click Click Click
None of them
were family or kin,
never mind the question
of how they got in.
Waking up to cold steel
touching his skin.
But wait!
...
This is not where the story begins.
A young no talent Rapper,
pimp wanna be,
just turning twenty-three.
Running the streets
trying to be somebody.
Not a member of a gang
speaking nothing but slang.
using every four-letter word
except B-E-L-T.
That he needs to hold up
the jeans hanging off his behind.
Thinking he's fine and in fashion
and always looking for some action.
Got the hook up
and now carrying
a black 38 Smith & Wesson.
The young blood is in need
of a good lesson.
Saw a beautiful young lady
and not wanting to miss a chance
for a little romance.
He showed the lady
the caliber of his conversation.
Of course, she was not impressed.
But ask for his phone number.
Saying playfully,
you'll be hearing from me.
And well you know the rest.
Hey!! Wake up!!
You don't wanna miss this!!
Click Click Click
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