Dope Daddy's Poetry Kornerコミュのthe face of my enemy

the face of my enemy

when i die
i wanna see tha face of my enemy
my best friend
tha nigga i wanted to be
i thought blood had love for me
must have hated me all his life
he beat tha shyt outta my wife
i did nothing so she left me
now i’mma kill this nigga
even if it means tha death of me

nah this nigga here won’t slip
i wuz there when he killed this krip
he aimed and put one in tha head
so he sleeps with a gun on his bed
i ain’t tha only one who wants him dead

this g got game, he'll out smart u
kould have killed him onse
but didn’t have tha heart to
shid, we bang’d together
slang’d together
would hang together
keep our gang together
as we brought our family only pain
now death is the only thang to gain

now komes tha day i kan’t runaway
this nigga needs to get done today

i kreep up on him
my heart beats faster
as i get nearer; image klearer
put my gun to tha bastard’s head
and stare at him in tha mirror
bang
i’m dead

written by DJ aka Dope Daddy 52BSV