Nighttime Shootouts Feat. Celph Titled & Apathy-Blaq Poet

[ti:Nighttime Shootouts Feat. Celph Titled & Apathy] [ar:Blaq Poet] [al:Blaq Poet Society] [00:00.98] [00:11.38]Hit the floor when you hear em blaze the carbon [00:13.75]Put in the best shape of your life, a round or rectangle coffin [00:17.54]Without a G pass you can be murdered [00:19.81]Cost you more than Yung Berg’s jewellery, insurance, you could be hurted [00:23.08]A lot of lames be con artists and shop lifters [00:25.85]It ain’t a game so my cartridge is filled with cop killers (wow) [00:29.05]Gun barrel longer than Yoshi’s tongue (it is) [00:31.66]Door knocker put a peephole through both your lungs (it did) [00:34.44]In a place where they package crack and meth up [00:36.79]So if you act aggressive don’t be shocked to see the flash suppressor [00:40.04]When the goons is in true form they shoot more [00:42.59]Leave so many holes in ya the doctor’s like "Ain’t nothing we can do for him" [00:46.74]Gangsters will feed the heater eating heavy metal clips [00:48.94]Get bagged then fight them sentences like they have speech impediments [00:51.83]They’ll turn a *’ face to fishbait [00:54.03]And conjure up more blood than taking fishsticks off DJ Quik’s plate [03:10.66][03:07.90][03:05.22][02:02.35][01:59.53][01:55.65][01:04.53][01:01.29][00:57.57]Shootout, shootout, shootout [X3] [03:15.27][02:06.22][01:07.92]*s is shooting [03:16.56] [01:09.70]Nobody knows I started it, nobody cares either [01:12.39]*s pulling out them heaters, them firebreathers [01:15.46]Duck behind a car, get behind a tree [01:17.82]Take the sh*t off safety and aim on one knee [01:20.60]Shots ricochet off the bodega, react quick, think fast, no time for a prayer [01:26.45]Little kids running and screaming [01:29.24]You can hear the sirens, here comes the whole precinct [01:32.36]Oh sh*t, dun got shot, get his gun, get his cracks, before the f**king cops [01:38.00]Shootouts ni**a, that’s how it go down [01:40.90]In your hood, my hood, in every town [01:44.29]Remember what I told ya, stay strapped like a soldier, keep it moving like a motor [01:49.82]Cuz a bullet don’t have no name, only hot heat for yo a** bringing mad pain [02:07.14]When my man lost his job that’s the straw that broke the camel’s back [02:09.87]Baby momma bounced with his daughter, sanity’s about to crack [02:12.89]All this dude wants is his family back [02:15.32]Popping Xanax and trying to fight these panic attacks [02:18.36]And that stupid f**king b**ch never answers a check [02:21.27]Putting pictures up on Facebook with some new cat [02:24.09]F**k that, jumped inside his whip, heaters under the seat [02:27.22]Slammed on the brakes at a crib then slid to his feet [02:30.44]Running up the steps, heart’s beating through his chest, [02:33.72]About to f**king body his ex [02:35.70]Kicked in the door, she screaming they was called 5-0 [02:38.65]He put a hole in her head and watched the body fall slow [02:41.69]Daughter’s crying like crazy, kissed her on the cheek [02:44.99]Said that mommy was evil, and her daddy’s weak [02:47.80]Told her don’t cry, he’s on to a better place [02:50.59]Now hide under your bed, I promise you’ll be safe [02:53.55]Police pull up with tires screeching [02:56.27]Reaching for they pistols and they see him emerging like he’s a demon [02:58.93]Shots start to pop, until his body drop [03:02.33]Shootout shootout suicide by a cop