On bended knee bag
On my head as tape scratches
My neck the Conex
Doors did clank and slammed shut my
Soul to take new I was in

A rut Death did call
As I Stood at the gates
Destiny Intertwined
Damn Near blew my mind
On the Walls and took My Soul

Constantly tortured
God stepped in knocked them on the Chin although my wig they Did
Split My crew came in hot
Blood they did spill

By the end of the night
Many were tucked in tight
In an eternal slumber like no other
All for a lost cause many would bleed
Once you come at my Crew

We the Mad Dawgs
And we all Motivated
Over rated with these kills
Death for sure was on an endless
Kill streak thus night

I thought would never
Pass by as we all cried
All through the night blood every
Where some unable to fight
Any more Others unable to hear
Some would constantly live in fear

With Blood in our ears don't preach
It lest you lived it
Feint sound did resound
Through the Night chanting of
Hear no Evil See no Evil
rang through the night like
Mortars Poppin off in the F.O.B

© The War Torn Poet