Lew Salem - Flashpoint lyrics

[Verse 1: Lew Salem] You head south on the 15, you hit Southeast Where them boys don't play, man they'll snatch yo chain Take the shoes off your feet, they can eat for an week That sh** is for the strong, it ain't for the weak For that bread, they put that lead in your grill, turn it to swiss cheese Come through stunting, you gon' be a murder mystery First you're there, now you ain't, disappear like wizardry The last seconds of your history, filled with misery The revolver is a little monster, but the chopper Be the problem solver, introduce you to the Holy Father You know it's on when they snatch you by the collar And they drag you to the harbor where nobody hear you holler It's a grave situation if they catch you slipping You say the wrong thing then you turn up missing, they mailin' Fingers, thumbs, tongues to your missus She don't open up the box cause she seen the blood drippin And the f** is she supposed to do? She can't pay the ransom Grandma crying, cause can't nobody save her grandson All this cause you wanted to floss a chain made of platinum In front of the boys who ain't have none, have fun being a phantom [Hook: Lew] Murder in the streets like concrete The body outlines on in the white chalk on the sidewalk The mourners on the corner by nightfall Your mama screamin, "Lord, what my boy lose is life for?" Little did she know, it was the 5-0 Them automatic weapons, yeah them A-R rifles Top notch training insure your d**h like Geico Soon as he hit the block, he was dead on arrival. (2x) [Verse 2] Visions in his eyes of the rise of an enterprise Familiarize yourself in the demons you try to exercise Exercise my right to write fire, spark riots Write and recite lines, that take flight and inspire. (Gunshots) "Another one down." the dirty cop said About the dirty brown kid, he just shot down, in the middle of town Meanwhile, Billy was at a party with a cup in his hand When he got the word cops fired at his man Immediately knew the plan, to his whip the boy ran Somehow the cup is gone, there's now a Glock in his hand Searching for the k**er, now identified as Officer Miller Ironically drinking Miller's, watching shows about cop k**ers (Knocking) A knock at the door, who could it be? Glancing at his watch, it's 'bout a quarter to three Probably a reporter, reporting live from the scene Let her get a quote from me, so I can go back to sleep. (Banging) The knock's getting worse, sweat through his shirt Three o'clock, the Devil's hour, come to get his dirt? Open the door, some officers, Billy never made it Another dirty cop got to him first [Hook: Lew] Murder in the streets like concrete The body outlines on in the white chalk on the sidewalk The mourners on the corner by nightfall His mama screamin, "Lord, what my boy lose is life for?" Little did she know, it was the 5-0 Them automatic weapons, yeah them A-R rifles Top notch training insure your d**h like Geico Soon as he hit the block, he was dead on arrival