[Intro] They told me ignorance is bliss But the story goes like this Smile at him while we sit Imma drop him when Im content with the knowledge Im bout to get We surrounded by my accomplices Ready to pop the clips When they fire off from the hip Imma duck and hop in the whip Hope my consciousness doesnt slip But my conscience is such a trip If I speak about this Police gone be watching, so let me silence my lips Like I just did my 45th And if they get me to be inside of these cases in court All Imma plead is the 5th Even though, I wrote the script I dont care, Im just so pissed Let me revert to the perfect way to make sure that I personally make his shirt turn burgundy When I fire these 6. Shots. No surgery. Big and Pac encouraged me This is why. Im certainly not. going to purgatory. Hellbound if they murder me. Hell nah, observe or be locked down in observatories... Cuz ignorance is bliss... Not knowing where Im going in this life. I guess deaths best by the trigger or the knife. Id rather be called a fool, than be caught off guard with no tool. So I carried this strap in case I met face to face with this dude. We surrounded by all his goons. And I see him smile in my face, but I know as soon as I move, he gone try to split me in two Its okay. He asking questions. I nod and barely address them. We barely seconds from pulling out gats in every direction. Hes probably planning to put a bullet between my eyes. And dip out while he crouches. I see the getaway car outside I know that if I let him draw, Imma fall and then hit the canvas. And any witnesses that he leaves living wont have an answer. I reach for my weapon quick, pull the trigger twice at his glasses. Im sure hes dead, he should wipe himself off. I hand him a napkin To be continued. . . .or not
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