What Happened?

Askin' what we come to, need the plug to come through
Post-traumatic, got the anger, boiling
Hot like duck soup

I'm outta options, walkin' through a jungle full of mad men
Smackin' whitey as I'm pushin' beans in the trash can

Prepped for the madness, breakin' bones and I'm breakin' asses
Still steppin' on these niggas as I rose through the ashes
Under code, walkin' through a shadow and a beast
Life froze in a moment, took a look and what I see

Two hoes from the south, but they battle with the heat
One, five, seven, other one stood about seven feet
First a bang, then a little rattle-dazzle, shots went off
Bullets rang loudly from the magnum, bitch went off

Lookin' to the right, they hit a baby, it's a little boy
On the ground cryin', now it's blood on his new toys
It ain't over yet, tires start to screech, bitch took off
A hunnit miles, speedin' down the street

Hit a couple people, knocked an old lady off her feet
Mama grabbed the heat, started bustin' bullets down the street, eight or nine
Shots started ringin' up the block, kids started screamin
Bullets started flyin' and they top', bodies start to drop

As a victim now I battle with the heat
Lookin' to the sky, yet, it'sdreams I'll never see
Back to the story, but the bullets never stopped
Screams let out, ain't hear a damn sound From the cops
kids got quiet, Guess they thinkin'
will I live again
Trapped inside a maze, plus a nigga wasn't posed to win
As a victim now I battle with the heat

Rockin' with the freaks, smokin' weed
Chillin' with the bees, cardi how we drink rocking minks
Plus her pussy pink, come here let me see
Plus it's free, and it's just for me, baby could it be

Fallin' for the game, wonder will it change
So insane as I'm scrapin' change
Bottles full of blame, make it rain
It's destruction up the block, five minutes from the cops

Not a damn sound, not a cry, pin and needle drops
Askin' what we come to, need the plug to come through
Post-traumatic, got the anger boilin' hot like duck soup
It's destruction up the block, five minutes from the cops

Not a damn sound, not a cry, pin and needle drops
I'm out of options, walkin' through a jungle full of mad men
Smackin' whitey as I'm pushin' beans in the trash can
Prepped for the madness, breakin' bones and I'm breakin' ass

still steppin' on these niggas as I rose through the ashes
As a nigga now I gotta keep a heat
Rose from the dirt, ashes fall when a nigga creep
Picture me walkin' through the hood, bottles full of pee

Hennessy on my shoulder so I battle with the peace
It's destruction in a hurry, visions blurry from a mad man
Light his body up, vultures fly through the trash can
As a victim now I battle with the heat

Society at my feet, still pissin' on my enemies
Bottles full of pee, lookin' for his daughter like I'm Goddard
Finna blast off, future for the fallen
Lookin' tragic wit my mask off

It's destruction up the block, five minutes from the cops
Not a damn sound, not a cry, pin and needle drops



Credits
Writer(s): Shah Shakur
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