Three Sides....

My names Joe, gotta wife named Pam that I live with
But she's always in church, real religious
I had a son he was young he was gifted
Til someone killed him a week before Christmas
Three shots close range with a handgun
I knew before I met Pam that it was Pam's son
I knew i had to go on manhunt to kill they father
Eric and my man had a mutual friend
That put me on doing what I gotta do for revenge
Eric's coming home now, and he's gonna get it
And I know he'll be looking for me with his shit
Not hard to find, got them guns in handy,and
I'm in his house having sex with his family
I got his mom on the bed in the canopy
And I'm with his sister molesting her candy
Now he know it all
His friend prolly told him, and you can't hide nothing in a hood so small...


But then it came Sunday, Joe ain't have to work
Just humped on Alisha, Pam's in church
Eric bust in, Joe just froze
digging up his nose, Sally getting her clothes
Screams, "Get ready to meet your maker Joe"
And then he reach to his hip to let a few of them go
Cause he's packing but Alisha starts gasping
Holding her stomach, she started having contractions
Joe grabbed his, now they both got heat
Just gunning, both ignoring the seed that's coming
Now Alicia's in the crossfire, screams out stop
bullets in the wall, now the scenes getting hott
Next 30 seconds on the scene is the cops
Yellow tape up, now the scenes getting blocked
Barricades up, YEP, you already know y'all
Ambulance there, streets full of cop cars
Cops on the mega phone, "come down now"
But it all calmed down somehow
Joe comes out, hands showing, carrying his arms
Eric comes down, little Alicia in his arms
YEP, nothingto say, she was hit by a stray
Shots done ric-o-shade, cops take him away
But it wasn't the guns that killed Alicia, nah it was the dumb niggas wit her
When we gonna learn to treat our people sacred
Theres some type of way, man, we're all related
When we gonna grow and get rid of the hatred
'cause this shit happens on a regular basis......