Rafael the Artist - My Horror Story

Ye The intro yea The intro huh
My little Horror Story Yea yea
Something Out A Classic 3 stripes Shell Toe
White On black Matching Kangol
The 90's Baby No mistaking It
Quarter Cents Icees Playing With The Fire Hygiene
Police ARound Da Corner Narcotics And Burners
Steady Fluctuate Interstate Trafficking
No hesitating Yea we percolating
Promethazine Out The Concrete
Houston Texas Streets Richmond Avenue
High Capital Trap Factory
Twenty-Four Hour Surveillance For The Causality
It Was A Murder Homie Tried Em
Wit The Burner Fake Addict
Brought Static Mac 11 Automatic
Flip The Script Homicide 3pm
Out In Public Everybody Scatter
They Shootin Close Range Patrick Ewing Knickerbocker
Local news Helicopter EMT Forensic Doctors
Witness Said It Was A chopper Buckshots Winchester
Four hit 12 missed em Pump gauge
Body twitching Stomach leaking
You see what Happens
When you scheming
You see what Happens
When you scheming

Dome leaking
Think you got the drop
Clap witcha own glock
Tha block is hot u screaming stop
He heard a pop He felt the shell
Seven minus 12
5 holes 4 minutes 3 breaths 2 steps
That's 1 motherfucker dead
The jungle, concrete streets
Yellow tape new body every other week
This shit ridiculous so despicable
Summertime shootouts every Saturday the ritual
Every Saturday the ritual
I Grab my pistol and I pray that this shit don't get spiritual
Cause you niggas need a miracle
Headshots leave you critical
You start scheming you stop breathing
My horror story completed
My horror story completed

Written by:
Rafael Thompson

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