Verse1 : (The Victim)
It's 9 am on the Dot, so I'm late to my nine to five
I'm racing back to the block, to replace my fit of disguise
I'm thankful to have a job I'm looking handsome In ties
I Grab the keys from the dresser And kiss my grandma goodbye
Pulling up in that hoopty I know it's my mommas ride
But lately she use the bus And she blessed me with this to drive
I'm driving into the deep end where people are scared to dive
Unfortunate that today is the last one I'll be alive , hold up
They spotted me when I rolled up
Two rivals approached the whip with the tendencies of a souljah'
I'm thinking this couldn't happen if I had prayed to jehovah
But now I'm just far to gone and i'm thinking right now it's over oh gahh
I see my d**h in the distance
My chest is pounding I struggle to catch my breathe in a instant
Confronted with revelation i'm outta time for petition
Or hol' up so fast you missed it , rewind...
Verse2 (The Shooter)
Half an hour past nine and I woke up feeling hung over
I got the call from the homie he said he's bout to come over
Can't spend another day drinking I swear that he's never sober
And lately he got me living with one eye over my shoulder
Jumped in the shower briefly my fit is looking about right
I Filled my cereal bowl when I got the text that I'm outside
The homie came in and set a black duffle bag on the sofa
And at this moment I knew it was something f**ing me over hol up
2 pistols pulled in an instant
He told me time for a change and from here on out sh** is different
Then handed me a revolver and explained to me how to grip it
He said that we need a meal , and this right here is our ticket let's eat
On foot we looking for trouble
A beat up hoopty Had pulled up suspicion probably had doubled
The homie pulled out his gun and I shortly followed example
Then run up fingers on triggers I closed my eyes with the crackle , rewind