Undying Love

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Pacino life, G a roll, casino dice
At the Mirage, Vegas strip, neon lights
Gamblers, puffin cigars, couples and stars
Flashing cameras, dealers, shuffling cards
Spent the weekend, already miss New York and it’s odd
Cause I’m the first to say it got too many hustlers who rob
I never hang out, when we do we bust the four-five
Cause shells coming back at us while we jump in the ride
Flying, ducking, our bitches in the club clucking
Telling my wife who I was dancing with like I was fucking
Flew back, Monday evening from the bottom where the sun was beaming
To the concrete jungle of cement
Limousine’s from LaGuardia airport, sleeping
Told my dogs peace, kept in moving, I was beat when
Got to my crib, where the hell my keys went?
Ringin the bell, heard a yell but wasn’t sure
Dropped my luggage to the ground, put my ear to the door
Slow music, H-Town, no that’s down low
My baby’s, drop Mercedes is parked, I creep around yo
To the back, she must be inside and can’t hear
Probably upstairs, in the mirror, doing her hair
I walked in through the back door entrance
Shocked it was unlocked, when I walked in, I smelled incense
Chased by a weed aroma, empty Guinnesses
And lipstick marks on like three empty Coronas
A pair of blue jeans on the carpet, size twelve Timberlands
Something swinging on the ceiling fan, I stopped it
Swinging slower and slower,
On the last swing I saw it was a G-string and heard laughing
Thought about my nine-side Glock but something made me disregard it
Started my way up to where the noise and music was at
Froze, I couldn’t react
Bedroom door opened a crack, seen wifey laying with some nigga
Mumbling shit, he had one hand on her ass
And she was rubbing his dick, toasting wine glasses
Cherry scented candles was lit, couldn’t handle the shit
Searching for words I found none, without a sound
I left the house with a sick smile and took my gun
Now I’m out bugging, whyling, what I’m goin’ do?
Call my man Horse, meet me outside, I’m coming through

I thought you loved me
I thought you cared for me
I thought you needed me
Did you believe in me?
I thought you loved me
I thought you cared for me
I thought you needed me
Did you believe in me?

Got up with Horse, showed a look on my face was mad lost
I ain’t know whether to cry or just, try to laugh it off
“Son you home early they wiped you out that quick?”
I said, “Nah,” showed him the plastic with nine in the clip
Hopped in the whip, popped in the disc, pressed play
To the Grand Central, from the Van Wyck Expressway
I said, “Bet you’ll never guess in a million years
What I just saw happenin’ and probably still is
Snuck in my crib some nigga fuckin my wiz
I saw dem, they ain’t see me, I ducked and I slid
I’ma grab shorty, I need you to grab the nigga for me”
Just when I thought I found love, she shitted on me
Shopped in Vegas, a present, for our engagement
Twenty G’s on a ring I would have hit her today with
My surprise couldn’t match the one she had for me
We pulled up, he was walkin’ out the house backwardly
Parked in the back of my house, they couldn’t see us
Ran to the side of my house, cocked the heater
Walked to the front when I talked he had junk
Bitch tried to slam the door shut, got caught in Horse foot
Shot the Spanish kid in the rib, drug him in
Grabbed her face, say goodbye to your undercover friend
One between the eye, she’s died, by mistake
Must’ve held the gat too tight, pointed at her face
Heard somebody knock, Horse helped me hide the bodies
Heard sirens, I guess we going out we out like kamikazes
We surrounded, red lights flashing, who’s inside?
Came out a bullhorn, I’m contemplating suicide
Horse asked me for the Mac, he gave me dap, one love
Cocked the strap, then he ran out the back
Mad shots couldn’t tell what was going on
Sat on the floor near my dead girl, put her in my arms
Pulled her ring out my pocket I was saving
Put it on her ring finger cocked the Glock, and started praying
To Muhammad and Allah, the most beneficial
Through you, all things are possible, I know you’re listening
I never meant for this to happen, I never dreamed
This’d be my fate, such a grotesque, murder scene
On that note, same time, the cops busted in
Kissed my lady, her blood on my lips, I said “Amen”
Put the nine to my head, pulled the hammer, held her close
Squeeze the toast, said to her, “Now unto God, we elope”

We elope