"TAKEOFF"

"TAKEOFF" To all gangsta's &gangsta rapper's, don't live long,pain and death in every song..all of the hard nigga's locked,dead seminary, too all you want to be killa's,broke ass nigga's, there's a difference between fuck nigga's & real nigga'a In the shadows, where the silence breeds, Counting down the moments, planting lethal seeds, Dark thoughts linger, like smoke in the air, Ticking time bomb, you can feel the despair. Ten steps forward, but I’m stuck in the past, Nine lives lost, moving slow, fading fast, Eight shots fired, echo through the night, Seven sins heavy, but I’m ready to fight. Sixth sense tingling, danger in the mist, Five senses heightened, can’t afford to miss, Four corners lurking, plotting in the gloom, Three strikes against me, sealing my doom. Two faces lurking, trust is out the door, One chance to make it, now I’m ready for war, Take off like a rocket, fueled by the pain, In this dark abyss, I’m the one to remain.