| I landed on the ground
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| Took a look around
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| He’s nowhere to be found
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| But without a sound
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| I stood there silent
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| Engulfed in violence
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| Embraced by shadows
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| My mind set: Battle
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| Standing in the courtyard
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| Right beneath the balcony
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| Hoping that my lady ain’t a Valkyrie
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| Should one suggest that I be met by death
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| I’ll fight til I’ve got no strength
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| Or there’s nothing left
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| The gate was left agape
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| To the alleyway
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| The path where he escaped
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| But so silently
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| I could hear the wind rustle the vines
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| Amidst the dim street lights
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| The moon shines
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| This type of scene
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| Sniper scene
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| True that it might be him
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| But it might be me
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| Out through the gate I go
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| But kept low
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| Shift strictly to intuition mode
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| Cut my eyes left
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| Cut my eyes right
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| He’s not in my eyesight
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| I’m ready for gun fight
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| The muthafucka made a dash and moved fast
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| I licked off a blast
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| It flew past him
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| He’s a block away but I can catch him
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| Face bashing
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| New course of action
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| I’m gaining
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| Out here without training
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| Heart started pounding when I saw him blazing
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| So amazed the ways that life could go
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| Somebody help me cause I’m drowning in this
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| Somebody help me cause I’ve found the abyss
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| Mr. Lif
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| He popped two shots
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| Though I thought he was out
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| Whizzed past my face
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| But I can’t stop now
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| Feeling like a demon
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| Bobbing and weaving
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| I could have been struck man
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| I’m lucky to be breathing
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| Chest heaving
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| Adrenaline rush
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| Voice inside of my head says:
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| Inner Voice:
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| («This is too much»)
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| («Hesitation
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| Doubt
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| Re-route
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| It’s not too late for you to be out
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| You could see now
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| Drop the gun
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| You’ve already won
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| No need to bleed two
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| You just dropped one
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| He won’t be back
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| This is over attack
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| You just ended a life
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| You’re the owner of that")
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| Mr. Lif
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| Had to stop in my tracks
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| And put my back on the wall
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| If I’m invisible to him
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| Then that’s the end of the brawl
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| With such a sudden withdrawal
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| I didn’t know what to think
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| Then I realized that I survived a walk on the brink
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| On the edge of destruction
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| For sure pure panic
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| The gravity of this
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| Turned me to pure manic
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| I stood there
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| And finally felt fear
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| I’m sure back at the crib
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| My girl’s in tears
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| I’ve gotta go back
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| But I did so slowly
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| Along the same path of fury
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| That blurred me
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| Who heard me?
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| All the neighborhood lights on
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| Now I hear sirens
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| Remnants of violence
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| Silence at the core of my mind
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| As I teleported back to the scene of the crime
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| Told my girl
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| «I'm here»
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| Open the attic door
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| I assure safety
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| After tragic war
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| As we embraced
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| She cried
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| She thought maybe I died
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| I’m glad that we’re alive
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| But part of me
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| Partially
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| Parted me
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| I was barely even present for the hug
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| So please pardon me
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| My mind beams
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| Stages of dreams
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| Crazed as it seems
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| Survive by any means
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| I never really slept that well
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| After that night
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| Sunset
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| Now gets me set to fight
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| And it’s wearing down even my relentless type
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| And it seems nobody can contest the plight
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| So I’m waking from nightmares
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| And even though the coast is clear
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| I fell into my own despair…
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| Somebody help me cause I’m drowning in this
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| Somebody help me cause I’ve found the abyss |