Blood SUCKAS

BLOOD SUCKAS

See Fang never been what they thought,
Looked like a sucker,
Cause he never walked the way they walked,
Though slang in his speech,
But never talked the way they talked,
Respected when he speak,
Everyone else was just talk,
Up out the hood he got,
Trip to auntie's in the burbs,
But never came back,
Even though he left,
Always kept in touch with his Right,
Tim was the Right,
Park laughs shooting dice random fights,
Just another casual night,
But Tim ain't feel right,
Hit up Fang on the ringer,
And suddenly became a singer,
With that same bullshit chorus,
"Sliding to the burbs tomorrow night,
Put them hoes on deck",
Fang no respond before the sound of a hammer,
Followed by that gasp,
Seconds of ruffling and a few more tones,
Until everything died out,
Fang sat and cried his eyes out,
Calling Tim over and over just to hear it rang,
Three hours of the same shit just to hear it rang,
Till Tammy answered and sanged,
"They didn't Killeth my brother FANG"....


"WHO WHAT" all Fang spit,
Searching reaching for unknown shit,
Grabbing keys never drove crazy,
But the news got him bonkers,
Driving him crazy,
All toned out straight zoned out,
"Want me to drive baby",
Auntie putting on her coat,
He was already out the door,
Phone blowing up,
Answer for no one,
Focused on showing up,
Read the next caller name,
It said Tim,
answered in a rush,
know it had to be a game,
Tammy sobbing on the end,
Hurt to her soul,
"Not my motherfucking mans,
We pose to grow old"
She sat there and cried,
"Take away Tim from us",
Fang conscious just died.

Pull up after a hour drive,
Tim's OG and Fang's side by side,
Stood holding each other as they both cried,
Tim's mom scream "no somebody lied",
Tammy rushed him with little energy she had left,
Mumbled out "my brother than left",
Kissed her on the forehead,
He cried down her face,
She looked up and said,
"there a be more dead",
Fang now was to ride,
He was too smart for the dummies,
Plotting and getting intel,
As he hug and kiss the mommies,
The night start to show sun,
Tim's mother looked at Fang,
Tammy slid him Tims gun,
He struggled to say goodnight,
Then more tears begin to run.

Never really slept,
Drug hisself to Corns
with little energy he had left,
Corn was dumb quiet,
Ears stayed open,
Eyes stayed moving,
Just what Fang was hoping,
"Fucked up what happen with Tim,
I know you gotta whack them",
A few that did the shit,
Quake was one of three of the click,
The loud mouth bitch,
Never squeeze a trigger,
but always talk slick,
Red was they shooter,
The first on the list,
Last Gary a familly full of killers,
Kept them clear from real niggas.


Fang pose to graduate,
and be off to college,
Instead grabbed a pack,
Never served heavy,
Just enought to get by,
Told his auntie life too short,
U set future plans then u die,
Momma know she got a lost son,
so she just sat and cry,
Couple weeks float away,
Tammy and Fang midday,
out to eat in the restaurant,
Quake spotted mid way,
Tammy grabs the steak knife,
Fang bangs straight right,
Quake runs to save life.

Red shows up late,
Sees Tammy and Fang,
And a running Quake,
He reach in a seat,
See blue white and red,
And drops the heat,
Smiles at Fang,
Fang eyeing the bitch driving,
Scans the car,
information he prying,
Police roll in they roll out,
Quake yells something,  
Tammy laughs
"that nigga ain't nothing but shout",
Fang looked with red eyes
said "u tell no lies"

Severing a feen,
Fang on his own,
No need for a team,
Became a hood clone,
Solid white in his right,
Pocket leaking green,
Nervous for his life,
Hand on that pipe,
Playing a dirty game,
Blowing dope at his shame,
Still on the hunt,
Putting flame to a blunt,
A glimpse of Gary,
Family of killers,
But stood there scary,
Wanted Red first,
His mind caught up,
As the forty just burst,
Smelt the flesh split,
Trigger pulled non stop,
It was no going back,
Chased him to a alley,
As he ran back,
knee got clapped,
Body collapsed,
Shot every shot,
Spit in his face,
Left the gun on the spot.

Been a long few,
Red still pissed,
Rollin with his crew,
Feelin certain ways,
Giving Gary fam the info,
Numbering his days,
Hit Quake on the talkie,
Red said,
"Kill him before he chalk me,"
Quake on that geek,
Red thinking he weak,
No more fucking with this geek,


Fang on that serve,
Head on the swerve,
Car jumps the curb,
Red let it echo,
Shakey at the hand,
Just letting the tech go,
Down drops the feen,
Laughs from Fang,
Tammy pulls up,
And there just laugh Fang,
Drags him in the car,
More laughing dang,
Dont ride far,
Red rolled out,
Stop sign sat a car,
Ran up the street
Swung out the heat,
That car with the bitch,
Held up as he ran,
She aint see shit,
Tammy scream damn,
Fang say fuck it,
Anbody for my mans
Squeezed with his eyes closed,
Tammy heard a door close,
Fang "Damn Gun jammed".

Tammy nervous on the drive,
Fang seen it in her eyes,
She cried "No innocent lives",
Fang felt different,
He couldnt even lie,
Anyone he ran to,
Was  sure bound to die,
Kissed her face,
as he began to cry,
Apologized for her pain,
More love she gained,
Missed who he was,
Respected who he became,
Dropped him off early in da late,
Rolled a couple blocks away,
Heard a boom like a quake,
Gripped the pole,
Put his feet on the roll,
Car parked in a pole,
Tammy laying stuck,
He screamed,"Fuck",
She spit up blood,
Ambos put her up,
Not another Love,
But least she a live,
Now double the pain to give.

For a month Fang put away,
Playing with them hammers,
Murder on his mind he couldnt put away,
Today is the day,
Walked the streets with the heat,
No care in the world,
Eye vision spot,
Same ole girl,
Same ole spot,
She seen him and try to pull off,
Let the clip peel off,
Blood spilled out,
Car stopped in its stroll,
Ironic parked in a pole.
Fang stood and smiled,
Sirens blazing stood gazing,
The boy living wild,
Pistol in his hand,
Crowd began to pile,
Broad day yelled "for his mans".
Before he finally ran.
Thought as he caught his breath,
Stupid shit I shouldve been left.


Red outta town,
For awhile he been gone,
Couple beeps of a tone,
New text to his phone,
Couldn't read it all,
before throwing a fit,
It read "Fang killed ya bitch",
He becoming a problem,
A unscratched itch,
Loud to quiet his thoughts,
A bottle to reason his faults,
home the next day,
Pass Fangs mom crib,
Boom the tech spray,
Anyone can get it,
No one got it,
Wanted a second trip,
Loaded a second clip,
Uniforms on the scene,
Rather not to be seen.

Fang staying out of sight,
Too many bright lights,
Peeking from the window,
Red must be Nintendo,
Playing them games,
But ain't fucking with no lames,
Tooled up after them lights dim,
On the porch,
Starting to respect them,
Close to the torch,
Ready to murder,
Finna go to school,
Sandbox with Red daughter,
Put in no order,
Lonely in these ventures,
Life is a horrible scripture,
Crying baby mama,
Such a horrific picture,
That plan opt out,
Blazing any moment if no cops out,

Later down the line,
Detects got em lined up,
Fang rolling thru,
See Red in the line up,
Circle the block,
Hand on the glock,
No thoughts in his head,
Even cops gone be dead,
Thirty rumbled,
Every shot dropped,
Everyone tumbled,
Car to a screech,
Walk to the bodies,
Breath from no body,
Rolled off with a smile,
Killing became a hobby,
Hours later Liquor Store,
A few with the mug,
"Fuck the look for"
Shirt read "Tim I kill for",
A Loud thunder at the door,
Blood leaked slow,
Fell to his knees,
Cold steel to his kneck,
Quake said "Blood Suckas show respect"
Tim was his last thought,
"Like Nigga this your fault".

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