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frantic
- panic in the air like a corner store hit
- everybody runnin but my feet stay planted in the shit
- homies turn to ghosts when the winter hit
- names on the wall but the ink aint dry yet
- last summer we was laughin by the project steps
- now the laughter just an echo in an empty vest
- i replay june nights like a broken tape
- his voice on the wind every time the sirens scrape
- they told me let it go like the pain got wings
- but grief dont fly it just swings heavy things
- like hammers on glass like triggers half pressed
- like the last text he sent still sayin "we next"
- panic in the air like a corner store hit
- everybody runnin but my feet stay planted in the shit
- homies turn to ghosts when the winter hit
- names on the wall but the ink aint dry yet
- i seen death up close it got lazy eyes
- takes its time but always arrives right on time
- they was talkin slick till the lead made introductions
- now the block got amnesia bout their contributions
- his mama keeps his room like a museum piece
- i still catch his scent on my jacket sleeve
- the streets dont love you they just tolerate
- turn your flesh to lessons when the reaper takes
- lights flash red like the devil blink
- every shadow hold a face i used to drink with
- the moon dont shine where the bullets land
- just hollow points where the homies stand
- i write letters to the grave like the dirt got wifi
- the response always silence with the wind as reply
- they killed james for his chain wasnt even real gold
- just plated steel and a dream he couldnt hold
- the corner preachers say the lord got plans
- but god dont walk where the shells expand
- i seen angels fall with their wings still wet
- heavens just a word the undertaker left
- panic in the air like a corner store hit
- everybody runnin but my feet stay planted in the shit
- homies turn to ghosts when the winter hit
- names on the wall but the ink aint dry yet
- i count faces in the candle wax
- they flicker out before the match can catch
- the youngins ask why his picture fade
- the truth dont fit in the lies we made
- they spray the walls like it means something
- the paint dont last but the pain keep coming
- i touch his name in the concrete cold
- the letters rough like the life he told
- the hearse dont speed when it carry poor
- just slow rolls past the corner store
- same place he bought his last loosey
- now his ashes mix with newbie
- i memorize the cracks in the sidewalk
- where his blood made patterns like some abstract art
- the rain came hard but the stain stayed
- like the guilt in the shooters face when the Lord get paid
- they say time heal but the clock lie
- the hands move but the hurt stay inside
- i wear his chain when i need the strength
- the weight feel just like his handshake
- the candles melt into wax graves
- the flowers plastic like the love they gave
- the preacher lied when he said rest
- there aint no peace just an empty chest
- i see his ghost in the backseat sometimes
- laughin loud like the old times
- i turn my head and the air get thick
- the laughter turn to a bullet click
- they play his song when they want to remember
- turn it off when the mood surrender
- the playlist short like the life he had
- 18 tracks for 18 years bad
- the corner shrine got fresh blunts today
- the liquor evaporate before the pain
- they write RIP like it mean something
- the letters fade but the gun keep coming
- i pour the drink but the ground thirsty
- the earth dont want what the sky give me
- the wind carry names i cant speak
- the panic set when the memories peak
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