Ross Capicchioni
(专辑: Along Came Joyner - 2015)
Woke up at 7, my day seemed more than I
prayed for Got dressed up to head out and ride to school on my skateboard New kid in class I
sat alone taking notes while the
hoodlums were making jokes at the
clothes that my momma paid for Seemed like everyone was a
part of some gang invasion Tattoos, the
initiation, parolers I'm on probation Soaking up the
vibe as I
study for information 'Cause lately I
been deprived of a
normal day But today, on my way to eat lunch, some kid approached me He told me "we should be cool" if only he got to know me 'Cause on this side of town I
would need some protection It's crazy, reckless and dangerous Unless I'm some sort of gangster, I'm only safe with the
police He said his name was ... I
dapped him up at the
busses I
was kinda skept' about him at first cause I
didn't trust him The
more I
got to know him, I
couldn't tell what his motives were Hoping that he was sincere, something told me "let go" But the
only thing on my mind was patience Searching twice for a
different life, I
was tired of waiting 'Cause me and ... had similar views and conversations infused with knowledge Mainly 'bout school and college, that was my truth, but regardless He was type cool when I
was wit' him Introduce him to my family, they were rocking wit' him My momma told him, "Make sure you look out for my son" And before she could finish her sentence, he quickly just interjected and said, "Don't you even stress it, I
got it under control." It's been two months since we met, it seemed like we'd gotten close Some cat approached me and tried to beef wit' me, I
just froze Then I
see ... pounded and stomping homie right out his clothes Called me his brother and told me he got me to the
fullest Even if that mean bullets, bullies, gangs, AKs and choppas 'till they kill us That's the
realest shit I
ever witnessed A
few weeks later, my uncle sold me a
Honda Civic A
'93 with no license plates and no registration Just thinking about every place that I'ma go when I
finally get it And then he asked me for a
ride around the
block some distance from where I
was parkin And instantly I
knew the
spot was sketchy, my momma would kill me My intuition told me not to, I
knew it was wild And plus I
knew I
had no business or place on that side of town And I
read about some chick that went lurking without a
sound and got murked Her body found in that dirt, with a
thousand rounds It was worse than abandoned buildins of bandits, villians, and scammers Killers provoking gangsters, but maybe I'm overthinking Maybe I
might be straight just as long as I
pump the
brakes And try not to think about it just trust I'll be fucking safe And then I
told him, "Let's go, hop in." He dapped me up, he started telling jokes the
whole ride there Had me cracking up As we were gettin closer, I
felt funny, my stomach turned Then he told me, "Go left, make another turn, go right, and drive slow" As I
look, it was all abandoned and quiet, not a
single person in sight, nobody standin And right when I
pulled the
car to the
side He said, "Right here, sit still. Turn the
car off and chill." That's when I
start to panic he told me, "Relax." Then he pulled the
keys out the
ignition and hopped out and laughed Then my life flashed in an instant He inched to my driver door then I
tried to lock it, I
couldn't Ripped me right outta my seat and then grabbed the
side of his jeans and then Pulled out the
shotty and all I
heard was a
screech and he shot my arm into pieces I'm thinking I
must be dreaming, another shot to my chest And my stomach's squeezing, my breath or my lungs collapsin I'm down on my fuckin knees asking him, "Why?" He looked at me, I
looked him dead in the
eyes And he smashed my face with the
barrel And I
throw my teeth to the
sky and then uh I
heard a
[*cocks shotgun*] sound of the
shotty cock back He pressed it hard against my head and blew my fuckin top back I'm still conscious, I'm breathing I'm still moving, no clue as to why I'm not dead All this blood that I'm losing and I
heard my car drive off And I
looked up and saw the
sun and that was all that I
saw Then I
heard my conscience tell me, "Get up nigga get up! You're losing blood, oh my! Don't fall asleep or you'll die! Stay awake and move as much as possible, there's no time! Find some help or try to yell, you ain't too well, oh God! Wake up, nigga! Wake up! Wake up, nigga! Wake up..." Woke up at 7, my day was worse than I
prayed for Got dressed, then head out, down the
stairs from the
eighth floor New kid in class, he sat alone, taking notes while my niggas were making jokes At the
clothes that his mama paid for Had no family, but was cool with the
local gangstas Tattoos, and now I'm on parole and probation for breaking rules That life was all I
knew, all I
wanted was to do was cruise Smoke weed and say, "Fuck school" Wanted guidance cause all my role models I
would look up to Was indicted a
young dude with no logic I
went to church 'till the
pastor said, "Fuck you." Now I'm violent and this gang that always looked out for me Vouched for me and adopted me said they wanted to rock wit me And I
wanted to get down, guess there was something missing Everything comes with a
price, "There's only one condition: All you gotta do for initiation is kill an innocent victim and leave em there with no witnesses or no snitches If you do that, you'd be down with the
clique and that's for life so don't you ever think you getting outta this shit" I
thought about it Soaking up the
vibe as I
study for information, tryna choose my victim, plotting the
weakest prey But today on my way to eat lunch, I
approached him And told him we should be cool, if only I
got to know him Cause on this side of town, he would need some protection It's crazy reckless or If only, unless he some sort of gangster and he only safe with the
police He said his name was ... and I
dapped him up at the
busses Was kind of skeptic about me at first cause he didn't trust me Then the
more he got to know me, he couldn't tell what my motives were Hoping that I
was sincere, but little did he know I
was tryna snake him and pop a
brick Just need the
perfect opportunity, I'm tired of waiting A
murder running through my head, I
knew that death was coming He introduced me to his family, I
was jealous of him His momma told me "Make sure you look out for my son-" And before she could finish her sentence I
quickly just interjected and said "Don't you even stress it. I
got him to the
fullest, even if that means bullets, bullies, gangs, AKs and choppas till they kill us." I
was lyin to the
fucking limits Took advantage when he said he had that Honda Civic A
'93 with no license plates and no registration Just thinking about every place I'ma go when I
finally kill him And then I
asked him for a
ride around the
block, some distance from where he was parked And instantly I
knew my chance was coming, I'm ready to drill him Then he told me, "Let's go, hop in." I
dapped him up and started tellin jokes the
whole ride there Had him crackin up As we were getting closer, he felt funny I
think he knew something was coming, that look he had was enough to tell me But fuck it, go right and drive slow As he looked, it was all abandoned and quiet Not a
single person in sight and nobody standin And right when he pulled the
car to the
side I
said, "Right here, sit still. Turn the
car off and chill." Then he start to panic, I
told him, "Relax." Then I
pulled the
keys out the
ignition and hopped out, laughed His life flash in an instant I
inched to his driver door then he tried to lock it, he couldn't And I
ripped him right out his seat then I
grabbed the
side of my jeans and then I
pull out the
shotty, I
cocked it twice 'till he screamed And I
shot his arm into pieces, I'm watching his blood leaking And another shot to his chest, seen his stomach squeezing His breath and his lungs collapse and he down to his fucking knees Asking me, "Why?" He looked at me, I
looked him dead in the
eyes Then I
smashed his face with the
barrel, and I
throw his teeth to the
sky And then [*cocks shotgun*] sound of the
shotty cock back I
pressed it hard against his head and blew his fucking top back