The Night, Pt. 2

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Train snaking
Thru the rotten apple
Rapid
I live in a hood
Where goods get exterminated
Danger roam the corners
Like a ton of cockroaches
Calculate approaches
Get hung by your laces
Down the mile
We don't ever smile
A threat to the night
If you're in the clouds
It'll
Hijack many highs
No one in the cockpit
I'm chill
Let my cock spit
Stroking on a nice chick
Got Me feeling like a maestro
Waving my wand around
As she moans in response
I just motion out
Done causing havoc here
She a badge
But she taking knees like Colin Kaepernick
Thoughts jockeying for position
I can hear the heater click
I sit back in my seat
In a metal box
With wheels
That be screeching
Give a felon chills
The news speaks of youngins
With their melon spilled
Never bet against the night
Mean muggers scan the cars
Like vultures, they gonna fly tonight
Feel the pressure from their plight
Looney eye extended
Black hoodies
It's a party bruh
Your purse bagged goodies gurl
Bystanders Reminisce
Don't get in the way of those
Tryna to make up deficits
In this cold world
Those with nothing to lose
Are bound to leave you bruised
Aint no refs, ain't no rules
The nights here
Stand tall
Posing a grimy mood
Posing a grimy mood
Posing a grimy mood

NYPD with a shocking surveillance video
Of a shooting in Brownsville Brooklyn
That killed a man and injured a woman
You can see the suspect
Walk up to a man pull out a gun
And start firing

All the types be out
Hood boogers
Looking for a snotty nose
Horses with phat backs
Stroll by
Like cameos
Skin black
But shines with the darkest of the night
Spot a skull
Like mine
In the crowd
I give a dap
That binds
Our conversations
About the stock markets
Digital cash brackets
Better move fast
I look past
We separate
Wish him safe
Outsiders think about the day
Us niggas ain't promised that
Still, we penetrate
The blues lurk the street
They'll Snatch your chick up
For clues
Cuz you got your cake up
Your whereabouts
Your moves
As she crying on her makeup
The same mouth that sucked your dick
Could dig your ditch
So be careful
How you talk smooth
To people
Cuz Thoughts
Moves
Take off
Like Evel Knievel
Walk with God
Cuz nights like this
Evil will lead you
If you let it
They talk about rolling up
Like movie credits
I meditate
Moving up the stairs
With better credit
I'm stops away
I'm staying patient
The corner of my eyes
A fidgeting hand
Reeking of hatred
Spidey senses tingling
I'm thinking bout the distance
But the nights tends to linger
I feel beat
Supersonic glove
When I'm reaching for the heat
Hands on the hawk
Handle that Like pistol Pete
What a blessing
The soul uses the body as a vehicle
This trigger giving parking lessons
Hippocampus shutting down
Can't think past this moment

It's My stop
I move
He follows
I stop
He moves
I don't like being followed
No response tho
He walking dead
I pull it out
Point it at him
Glossy eyes
Staring at me
Empty look
Empty platform
Never shook
I brainstorms
Colder than a night in February
With a hailstorm
He's headed for me
Little did he know
That ima give it to him
I'm in too deep
There's no return
My finger grips
A bullet strays
Shaq at the line
The way I missed him
In the perfect way
He grabs my face
Looking into a deadly place
Adrenaline rush
In and out
I feel no pain
Icy vein
Yellow padding
Close to the rails
Closer to hell
Closer to God
If you believe that
Its harder to tell
Hands travel on my neck
Like James Hardens
Extra step
I peep the blast by steps
I peep my life in a flash
Say a prayer
But I'm struggling
Wonder where my Oxygen
Can't Breath
What's happening
One of these will be my last
Is this it?
My family
The last, but first to go
Thought this was a dream
Now I'm really skeptical

But no
Im built to last
I pull him closer
Mike Tyson, ears off
He deaf now
The night
Starts to wear off
My life almost fell off
Fingerprints of the night
On my neck
Got me vexed
He still lost
Dash for my backup
The blam
I pick it back up
If I shoot him
It'll be the comeback of the century
Mentally
I knew this life was meant for me
I'm street fighting Byson
While I'm praying for my enemies
I got one
Heat cocked
Heat hot
Like a porn chick
Ready for action
Blast em
No mercy
Leave him fractions
Wanted to take his chain
That's a hood reaction
Wanted to run away
Felt my brain relaxing
They tried to take my life
But I rise
I'm divine
I really took my time
Like a watch
That's been mine
I'm gone tho

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