One Last Chance
My heart starts throbbing, like a Burning Pain, it feels similar to a Curving Flame..
A cleansing thought will make me Turn Away, like a chick with a dick it will Jerk your Veins..
I got no time, he's gonna Draw the Shotty, until the metal raises, like he Saw a Hotty.
I never thought that Karma would Catch Me, and make me fall back down like Vodka & Pepsi...
But all this god-damned Trauma is Sketchy, but I guess it's just the Start of my Journey.
I've always avoided death, I'm to Smart for a Gurney, but I think my reasoning is Beginning to Shatter..
But everytime I build my life, it's just Spinning me Backwards, running in the same circle, same pace..
But I Believe that I'm Faster, I ask why I'm here, living is just Impeding the Answer..
So back to the point, as I look down the Two Barrels, I need an Escape Method...
Apologies aren't the answer, they just Scrape Shredded, Relations Already...
I don't know what I'm Facing, I'm Ready. But like a Sense of Nation I'm Steady...
Like a killers Clutch on a Gun when the Slugs aren't Done, he holds a Grudge on a Son..
Similar to Scurrilous Fathers, & he's ready to kill me like a Merciless Doctor, but the Nervousness Slaughters...
Like mothers who haven't even Heard of their Daughters...
My Options Depleted, you never notice how Often it's Needed, until your looking down a gun..
Big enough to leave Oxen Defeated, but like France in war in fights, I Often Retreated!
That's why I don't got experience, with Poppin' the Heated, when in disputes if my Anger Rose...
I would be a man, walk away, maybe Say a Flow, never was a Gangster Though...
Just loved Testing Peoples Wits, but now I'm Blessed with Evil Shit...
Like a Menstrual, Bleeding Bitch. He finally asks, after Minutes of Glaring...
"Do you wanna die?" like Living is Scaring all the Kids who are Wearing...
Their new clothes, I said "Are you New, Yo?" "Of course I wanna have the Ability to Breath"..
But Little did I See his Malignancy & Grief it's like a Conspiracy to Geeks...
The way he's after me, but Timidly I Speak, "I will give you my Cash & my Car"...
Conveniently the Beat just started, so I stated this Calligraphy I Speak...
And he dropped the weapon, he was tired of his Affinity to Beef...