Poetic Lace - Assassination

This just in!
Down in Jacksonville Florida, there's been a shooting at the God First election
Alleged victim, twenty-three year old Poetic Lace, was shot at multiple times
Witness say they don't know where the shots came from
But they think Poetic knew this was going to happen
His message wasn't "I have a dream" but of equal importance
Over to you Lace

It's war time, I got my mind on the fight and I'm fighting blind
I'm using faith as my leverage I don't need your nine
Listen as the guns rang, It's time for change
I will die for the Christ so you can maintain
There goes my death with some bullets in crest
All of em' flying fast straight ripping my chest
They want my head, I give em' war instead
Christ bled, so I ain't making my bed
Ima fight, for everything that's right
So I reach to my left for my weapon made for test
But first let's get back to my murderous death
As I lay with blood dripping from my mouth
I repent for my sins so I don't wind up down south
The bullets came cause it's God first I sing
If you don't stand for something you'll fall for anything

Assassination, I will die for the Lord, we're at one accord
Got my mind made up, tell me where the sword
So I can fight to the death, leave nothing left
If this ah game I retire as the ref
Assassination, I will die for the Lord, we're at one accord
Got my mind made up, tell me where the sword
So I can fight to the death, leave nothing left
If this ah game I retire as the ref

They shot at me, the murder me, men I couldn't see
Ski mask on top of towers busting aimlessly
Was it the way I walk, or the way I talk
I think its both cause I'm the one that's lined with chalk
Before I died they asked me where my heart lies
It's kind of funny cause they don't want it televised
I'm listening to these rappers and they out here telling lies
I guess anything just to be a capitalized, G,
I ain't the type to do the criticize, thing
But it's their lyrics doing the parlay, zing
They say they trapping, but they actually in the booth
In the streets they not there like a missing tooth
Lies, entertainment it's a prophesy
Tell you anything just for a career rise
Kids imitating rappers cause it sounds good
But it's really chopping lives like an axe to wood

Assassination, I will die for the Lord, we're at one accord
Got my mind made up, tell me where the sword
So I can fight to the death, leave nothing left
If this ah game I retire as the ref
Assassination, I will die for the Lord, we're at one accord
Got my mind made up, tell me where the sword
So I can fight to the death, leave nothing left
If this ah game I retire as the ref

Don't shed ah tear I'm in a better place
I fought the good fight, my life wasn't waste
I kept running non-stop, gotta end the race
The Trinity plus me equal Poetic Lace
Every time I heard a gun shot
I thought about how a life stops
Physically, spiritually, or mentally
We're all slaves to the mind hypothetically
Worried about the way you look the way you dress
Just to have another human impressed
So stressed for what you're so blessed
Complaining so much I wonder how you get rest
Before I died I kept my bible on me cocked and ready
Busting scriptures at the devil chopping like confetti
I knew I'd die cause the words that I spit
But before the flat line I sent many to the pit

Assassination, I will die for the Lord, we're at one accord
Got my mind made up, tell me where the sword
So I can fight to the death, leave nothing left
If this ah game I retire as the ref
Assassination, I will die for the Lord, we're at one accord
Got my mind made up, tell me where the sword
So I can fight to the death, leave nothing left
If this ah game I retire as the ref

More on this story at eleven

Written by:
Le'Serone Smith

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