paroles de chanson Strikes - Jean Grae
Half
frozen
in
a
coffee
shop
About
a
half
a
mile
a
half
a
block
Where
Tommy
stopped
I
had
to
breathe
a
second
Wheezing
hectic
Knee
disconnected
Nerves
shot,
turn
the
spot,
it's
full
of
cops
God
damn
Leg
bent,
side
step
dropped
in
a
booth
Jesus,
pain
shot
through
the
roof
Play
it
safe,
smile
Show
lots
of
tooth
And
I'm
pale
so
I
use
the
menu
as
a
veil
Huh,
fuck,
the
pockets
in
my
jeans
ripped
open
They
prolly
seen
it
when
I
walked
in
scopin'
The
scene,
now
I'm
watchin'
the
window,
both
As
I
lean
I
can
scream,
with
the
motion's
broken
The
left
lower
limb
I
mean
I
ordered
toast
when,
she
approached
God
damn
nose
started
dribblin'
red
She
looked
strange,
I
said
"I
just
came
from
a
rave
up
on
8th
and
Chambers
Slipped
in
the
bathroom.
Dangerous
ain't
it?
When
the
floor's
wet
and
the
walls
are
freshly
painted."
She
turned
away
swift,
the
burgers
gettin'
flipped
And
my
brain
is
a
murder
case,
shit
I'm
not
playin'
They
lookin'
at
me
(Shit)
The
cook
will
rat
me
Paranoia's
got
me
shook,
I'm
hearin',
"Book
'em
Danny."
Fuck
I
mean
Dan-O,
I'm
in
Hell
and
it
won't
stop
Those
fuckin'
animals
will
grab
me
up
it's
a
sure
shot
I'm
panickin'
sick,
mannequin
stiff
Still
no
sign
of
Tommy
or
the
man
he
was
with
Probably
caught
him
in
the
lobby
when
we
ran
in
the
hotel
The
body
drenched,
mahogany,
somebody's
gonna
go
tell
This
ain't
an
"Oh
well"
situation's
past
tense
Like
the
word
'saved',
oh
Lord,
can
I
repent?
It
was
all
in
defense,
no
false
pretense
I
could
sit
in
court
and
swear
and
never
have
to
pretend
The
law
though
has
never
been
on
the
poor
folk
Defendin'
every
tension
so
the
answer
is
"Lord,
no."
I
choke
coffee
spatter
(Matter
of
fact
man,
can
I
get
the
toast
wrapped
up
to
go?)
Back
up
That's
what
I
should
have
done
Fuck
a
knee,
shoulda
run
Now
it's
me,
20
officers,
insane
number
of
guns
All
starin'
at
me,
I'm
starin'
down
Preparin'
the
bloody
red
in
the
coffee
ground
I'm
goin'
down
He
starts
walkin'
Here
we
go
now
Gets
up
Puts
in
the
call,
but
before
I
could
stand
up
Sat
right
across
from
me
Fidgetin'
I'm
twitchin'
and
I'm
whisperin'
awkwardly
"I'm
visitin',
I'm
new
in
town,
excuse
me
officer
I
didn't
know
that
sittin'
here
this
long
was
unlawful
sir
My
bad."
And
then
I
relax
back
If
the
bleeding
didn't
relapse
it
couldn't
be
that
bad
Spoke
too
soon
Emotion
to
get
closer
to
A
visage
and
his
image
looked
all
emotional
He
put
the
blood
on
his
hands
I
peeped
the
cuffs
in
his
pants
And
no
amount
of
bluffin'
could
amount
to
toughen
my
stance
Damn
They
crowd
around
me
My
thoughts
are
gettin'
rowdy
There's
no
escapin',
every
second
planned
is
lookin'
vacant
My
hands
shakin'
nervous
The
man's
takin'
notice
I
can't
focus
they're
swarmin'
like
god
damn
locust
I'm
scared
and
I
wasn't
prepared
for
this
I
wanna
tear
out
my
hair,
can't
handle
shit
I
hear
the
sirens
now
Niggas,
my
time
is
out
See
the
window
Look
at
Tommy,
point,
drop
my
mouth
(Oh
shit)
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