As I prepare to kick this door in
I know the weapons I have in my hands are an extension of my talent
My talent of execution
I do not have some random weapon off the street
I have Glock Gen4 17
Not because it’s the hottest thing on the street
But rather what they can do for me
Twenty minutes to get in and get out of the house
Leave not a creature for stirring not even a mouse
This is and will be a wonderful warm up for queuing
Because as Dawn crosses the lake a storm is brewing
Bam!!!
I kick the door in and fly up the stairs
As the head lifts from between her legs
He sees me standing there
The pop-pop in the background
Are his buddies dying downstairs
I can see in his eyes
This little thug is scared
The lady of the night sits there covered and shaking
I tell her get up and walk out her life is not for the taking
I throw her a jacket and point to the door
And kick over her shoes that were sitting on the floor
Now time to business…….
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