The Neverending Topical Cypher II

[Iron Mike]

I'm bringing this back for those of you who enjoyed the one we did about a year ago and those who may have never done one of these. Basically, our goal is to develop a neverending topical story where each person responds with 4 lines to keep the story going. You can take the story in whatever direction you want but just keep it relevant and continuing from the very last response.
I'll kick this off and whoever follows continues with 4 more lines to keep the story going....

So we were lounging at the club in their cool upper deck/
This girl walks by, big ass titties, eyes were glued on her chest/
I asked my boy "are you gonna make a move or just flex?"/
He says "watch this"..then grabs a pen that he pulls from his vest...

[SAND]

Jots like 4 lines on a napkin, looks up & grins
Chick approaches the table, "I love your pen!,
My name's Tiffany by the way, I came with a bunch of friends,
Do you guys do threes--" "yo let a brother spit!"

[ILLoKWENT]

Shes like ..'you dont look like a rapper'..plus ya game aint tite,
So i started bussin some frees.. hopin to play it rite...
Now as i lay in da lines... her friends cheer while yellin 'wow!!!'
Til the mall cop calls us..sayin 'you kids are gettin loud...

[SAND]

Mall... yeah 'cause the club's in an outlet
They wanted to listen to him spit, couldn't kick us out yet
There was a beat in the background, bass was bumpin
The mall prolly had legs, the place was jumpin!

[Iron Mike]

The girls, our freestyle swag gets them all feeling quite impressed/
They came with us as we left the mall for a night of sex/
Stopped at a gas station to pick up a pack of condoms/
Then this truck pulls up with flashing lights and cops behind him/

[Óðinn]

Instantly the trucker jumps out with his arms in the air/
Tiffany, the fucker slumps down in the back in the chair/
Freaking out, bad vibes leaking out, she's so ensconce/
I'm like "the fuck is wrong with you yO"...no response/

[Black Book]

Shots fired... My head ringing, vision blurred, my brain slowly processing the scene.
The trucker took two in the back; looking on, Tiffany's odd stressing is seen.
Sure we just witnessed a murder but something about her is offsetting, obscene.

[SAND]

She began to tremble and shake, like the most nimble of plates during the simplest quake/
Somethin didn't add up, nah it didn't equate, wait... i sat her up and saw the hilt of a blade/
A sliver, a gape that ran from her spine to her chest, right through her breasts/
No hint of a trace of a killer, it makes the si-situation fit for escape/

[ILLoKWENT]

Guess it was a mistake.. pickin tifanny up and her friends...

Cause she ended up confessin...'hey guys..that truckers my ex..
Im like this stuff is intense... dudes been stalkin his bitch
And if that officer didnt stop him first... we be possibly dead.....

[Iron Mike]

Looking at Tiff's lifeless body that's now chopped up and scarred/
I thought very hard, and her getting that notch was bizarre/
Her ex stalked her from far but was shot 'fore he got to the car/
Could one of her friends be the one so impossibly harsh?/