...the scoreboard first!

Explosion, holes blown in my chest like speakers
People screaming louder than some tweeters
I've been the victim of some untimely set
Tripping peeps in the streets
By-standers, children and women
Are watching me fall
Blood spraying on the ground
Must be bust up
As visions of my life begin to gather around
Heart pumping and a body of stone is what I feel
Now a prison of internal bleeding, full of steel
Let's keep it really real
I'm hoping I'ma make it
This is the only life I got
And I be damned if you gonna take it
Feeling colder than the polar ice caps
See my boy's frozen face of horror as he reacts
Why did they pop me, was it all over bank?
Because my lungs burning like Haley's Comet inside a holding tank
Who am I?
What is life?
Did I respect it?
So many questions floating on in the last second

In the last second of life
(Pain is slipping away)
What if this happenened to you or your boy today?
(How would you feel?)
In the last second of life
I don't wanna die up in this muthafucker tonight

In the last second of life
(Pain is slipping away)
What if this happenened to you or your boy today?
(How would you feel?)
In the last second of life
I don't wanna die up in this muthafucker tonight

Memories are playing my mind like dianetics
Having visions of emergency surgery, anesthetic
Respirators and IV and these
All around me, beside me
Man this all reminds me
Of how so many others met their end and disappeared
There's an evil darkness dropping down, flowing, coming near
Like the approach of a Holocaust
Bringin the final end, trying to make my own fibers
Soon I'll be dead
Who's gonna care for my family if I die?
Will I spend better time if I recover from the flat line?
Will I become another part of the streets?
Another body riddled with bullets
Underneath the white sheet
With bloodstains
I can't explain the pain
Like butcher knives falling from the sky
Instead of rain
Who am I? What is life?
Did I respect it?
So many questions floating on in the last second

In the last second of life
(Pain is slipping away)
What if this happenened to you or your boy today?
(How would you feel?)
In the last second of life
I don't wanna die up in this muthafucker tonight

In the last second of life
(Pain is slipping away)
What if this happenened to you or your boy today?
(How would you feel?)
In the last second of life
I don't wanna die up in this muthafucker tonight

My vision fades to black
My body started shaking like a bass head hyped up on a 30 sack
Hearing the toll of the eternity bell
As I feel a dimension door open straight from hell
Shadows appear, come right up out the ground
Accompanied with red eyes and slithering sounds
Trying to take me down
Where there is no rest
Where the damned live in fire pits and hooks in they flesh
That ain't my type of party
That ain't no Shangri-La
But with a crippled body I'm not making it far
Life is almost gone as I feel claws rake my back
Preachers start to grab hold
Man, this shit is helly whack
And will I see tomorrow is all I'm thinking now
I pray as I hear my boy telling me to hold on
I see that life is turning, think I have a chance
As we reach the hospital, I died up in the ambulance

(*Phone Ringing*)

("This is Ross and I'm not chilling in the hizzle for rizzle my shizzle. The fellas drop a message, girls drop your drawers and I'll see ya around like a donut.)

(*Beep*)

("Ross Baker, this is your landlord. I'm a little concerned. I haven't heard from you in a while and I've been trying to get a hold of you all week and uhh")

(Hahahaha...Caught you with that one scrotum scruffer....Ha ha leave a message.)

(*Beep*)

("Look Ross! I've been trying to get a hold of you. I haven't seen your rent in months. What is going on?!")

(Hahahaha, you fucking horn, gotcha twice with that one bubbleback. Peace!)

(*Beep*)

You fucking..!

(*Slams phone down*)