Mr 1 & Mr 2 - Prose

I’m gonna tell a story so sit back as i depict it

And let me paint a picture, a predicament inflicted

Mainly cuz of the youths today in the system that we live in

The big fish eat the little bitch and thats just how the shit is

Imagine it was two dudes, let’s not be too descriptive

We’ll call em one and two and say they’re not really too different

They’re both around the same strength although 1 has got a smith 'n

And with the upper hand 1 takes advantage of the clip 'n

Span it by the handle and then banged him in his lip

But his hand didn’t keep a grip

And it span out of his wrist

And now its sliding on the floor and they’re both scrambling for it

And 2 gets to the tool before 1 could get a grip

Now the tables have been flipped and Mr 1 becomes the bitch

And 2 don’t know what to do cuz Mr 1 has got a clique

Mr 2 ain’t got a crew cuz Mr 1 had them all wigged

So in a way hes looking for revenge but

He know if he puts a bullet in his temple there’ll be trouble in the end

And it’ll come round at him ten fold

He’ll probably be covered in bullet holes before he gets home

And if he doesn’t 1 will still be hunting for his head so

Fuck, he pulls the trigger twice to be certain that hes dead

(Certain that hes dead)

And now hes tryna sneak discreetly off the scene

To lay low at his friends gaff while police collect the leads

Lets say his friends called A cuz Mr 3's a real geez plus i kinda like his eyes

pops in copyrightingness of me

I’m sorry please, pay attention to the scene

Cuz Mr A was down with 1 because he used to sell him weed

And he felt like they was friends because he gave him better deals

And Mr 2 came around to tell A the situation

Cuz A had been his boy since day and he’d never betray him

But when your laying up with snakes you can’t be sure you won’t get ate

Mr A got on the dog and bone almost straight away and

Told Mr 1's boys about the situation

And 2's participation in todays occasions and it almost sounded like he had his

own infatuation in a fascinating way that led to 1's decapitation

Ain’t happy bout the fact hes at his gaff and they ain’t blazed him

Giving A the choice if he caps 2 then it’ll save him

But lucky Mr 2 had overheard the conversation

And managed to escape through the back of Mr A’s as they went to grab his gat

to try and blast two in his face

Backstabbing bastard Mr A

Now he started seeing how dramatically things change and how people turn

against you in this savage game were playing

Now Mr 2 can make a move and damage them the same

Or sit and wait for 1's boys to catch him with a blade

When hes sat up at his place tryna relax and getting laid

So he knows the only way is to attack him at the base

Bring the walls around and down and leave him where he lays

So now his on his toes again, running down the road again

The gun is in his holster with three bullets and its loaded

And hes looking for a motor, and notices this oldish looking beat-up two-door

rover, and sees it pulling over

He runs up pulls his gun up points the heat straight at the owner

Says shut up don’t look shock up make a scene and its all over

Gimme the keys and get the fuck up out your seat i told ya

Don’t make me say it twice, take your head clean off your shoulders

Then he drags him out the drivers seat

Mr 2 jumps in the car before the guy has time to speak

Flyin at the highest speed, driving like a violent teen

Turns right and realises someones crying quietly

He thought of what it mighta been

Hoped he wasn’t right and leaned over to the side and sees a little girl behind

the seat

Frightened for her life she seemed

Inside her eyes he sees the fer get her, sheer terror

Hope is on my fright to scream (unclear)

Hair piercing high until its stifled by a simon’s beam

He sees light behind him, looks back up to find police have blocked up the

entire street

Swerves right to try and squeeze through the gap, the tires screech

Car collides, flips on its side and slides around like ninety feet

Windows smashing, sparks are flying in his eyes, tryna see, panicking no time

to breathe

They crash through the barrier and wind up lying by a tree

The cars flipped onto its roof and wanted to?

lie beneath

Its silent for a second

He realised the crying ceased

With a broken arm undoes his belt to turn around and try and see

He falls and his the ground hard, hand painin, kinda weak

The cars filled with smoke and he can only see a tiny feet

Hes tryna blindly reach into the back to find her seat

Undoes the buckle to her belt and she falls out, her sinus bleeds

Shes still unconscious from the crash

He scrambles out the car with her and onto shattered glass

Police has got they’re guns drawn, they wait till he reacts

He checks to find a pulse and pumps the chest to gain it back

The car explodes, he dives and its to save her from the blast

His ears are ringing visions blurred, he tries to make a dash

He stumbles to his feet, police seem to aim their straps and simultaneously

fire bullet clean into his back