((Ms Ness))
He was just a young man, and innocent bystander...
Walking down the streets, bout to go buy something to eat...
Never did he know what was about to go down
As he heard screams and cries, it was an immense sound...
A rushing stampede came at him as if they were crossing enemy lines...
200 of them kids were clearly in sight... objects were thrown around,
This guy couldn’t hide; only thing heard from him was a distant cry
The crash of a bat hitting him countless times over his head and body…
Kicks and hits him from left to right...
He was left on the side... bloody trail flowing around...
Eyes turned white, no savior in sight
He entered into a coma... that same day he died.
You see…he could have been the father of one or two kids
The greatest son, friend promising to remain faithful in the end
I remember his face looking so pail, body consuming, now frail
His fate, no longer controlled… his future, what did it hold?
His life was stole, and now we’ll never know…

((Softly Spoken))
Outside she plaii…neva knowiin iit was gunna be her last daii
So young && full of energy…but he was too drunk ta cee what
Tha hell was goiin on…and before iit was too late…he chose
Her fate…speediin down a quiiet street…not payiin attetiion
And knocked her off her feet…she layz siilent iin a pool of her
Own blood…Thoughts flood her mothers head…as she thinks
“Please GOD, don’t let her be dead”…she runs to be by her baby’s
Siide…tears roll down her eyes as she watches her daughter diie
Sad thiing iis he didn’t even stop…kept goiin wiith out turniin around
As the giirl’s blood stained tha ground…she could’ve been a doctor,
Lawyer, or many great things…but we’ll neva kno…becuz at 3 years
Old…her liife was stole

{Ce-Ce}
Sittin in her room
Shez startled az da door swingz wide open
She criez out “o God”
Cuz she knowz wutz about ta happen
Her dad standin b4 her
She triez ta get outta da wai
He flingz her in2 da dresser
N getz ta punchin awai
Stompz on her face……crackz a couple ribz
Breakz her noze…n continuez slappin awai
Her screamz echo
But he onli hitz her harder
Smellz da alcohol on hiz breath
Az he continuez ta beat hiz only daughter
Shez blinded by da blood flow
And paralyzed by da pain
No longer able ta yell; cant even remember her own name
Findz itz getting harder fa her ta breathe
Now escaping her body iz her soul…………
…………Silence peircez da nite air
Az babygurlz lyfe wuz stole

*~LADY HYPNOTIC~*
SHE DOESNT MOVE....NO MORE TEARS FALL FROM HER EYES
ITS DEPRESSIN..SHE HAD TO LEAVE WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE...
HIT AFTER HIT...BUT THERE'S NO SOUND...SO NOW THE FATHER MOVES SILENTLY
PICKS UP HER BODY OFF THE FLOOR..AND YET AGAIN, SHAKES HER VIOLENTLY
SHE'S DEAD...AND THAT HAS COME INTO HIS REALIZATION
A YOUNG DAUGHTER....HIS ONE AND ONLY CREATION....
DROPPIN TO HIS KNEES..HE TRIES TO FIND A LOGICAL EXPLANATION
HER BLOOD STAINS HIS HANDS AS HE LOOKS AT HER FACE IN ADMIRATION...
NO CRYIN IS IN THE PROCESS...HE THINKS ITZ NOT HIS FAULT
FATHER AND CHILD....HOW CAN THIS BE ASSUALT?
SLOWLY BUT SURELY...HE KISSES HER LIPS
HE STARTS TAKIN OFF HER CLOTHES....AND TOUCHES HER HIPS..
SHE'S DEAD...BUT HE DOESNT CARE
HE DECIDES TO LAY HER BODY ON THE CHAIR...
BEFORE GOIN INSIDE HER...THE NIGGA SAYS A PRAYER!!
I GUESS HE KNEW WHAT WAS COMIN FOR HIM..SO HE HAD TO PREPARE...
AFTER THE FUN AND GAMES...HE GOT A KNIFE..AND STARTED TO SLIT HIS WRISTS
WITH EACH CUT..MORE BLOOD FELL TO THE FLOOR...AND HE CLINCHED HIS FISTS
FROM HIS WRISTS TO HIS NECK....THERE WAS NO HESITATION
BETTER DEAD THAN ALIVE..IN THIS TYPE OF SITUATION...
QUICKLY...HE SLICED HALFWAY THRU HIS NECK WITH RELAXATION
NOW 2 BODIES LAY ON THE FLOOR...JUS CUZ 1 FATHER WAS OUTTA CONTROL
CRAZY SHIT HAPPENZ EVERYDAY....MORE THAN ONE LIFE GETZ STOLE.....