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[batsirai]

This is the story about a murder victim talking to the killer.

I still recall how it happened on my way from work
How u came at me with Okapi ready to stab
How u took my groceries nokia fone and cash
No m not mistaking u I still remember yo face

I still remember clearly all the things u said
“phangisa phela jeki, hangidhlali la!”

Remember I pleaded with u to take it all but pliz
Don’t hurt me I left at home a wife and kid

I think u panicked coz u saw I recognized your voice
But tshomie at that moment I gave u a choice
Either take the loot and split or make me bleed
Why waste my time reporting u a petty thief

Mina ngangiwazi that u tryna stay alive
Guesse I was wrong I should have nipped u in the bud.

YOU ALL CAN JOIN IN AS WE CONFRONT OUR ILLEGAL HUSSLE HOMEBOYS (AND GALS).

[XCAPEE]

pretty nice piece yo

u got room for elevation.

keep spittin i see u are the hottest here

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[mlatsoe]

nyc piece u mosdef killed it

[concrete]

nice concept, would be nice if this thread were to grow, so yo, i just keystyled a lil sumn:

I still recall what happened on my way from collage
Like most victims of Zimbo's economic carnage,
I had no fare for the bus so I gathered courage
Took a short cut thru the isolated park
It was'nt dark but none-the-less I ran out of luck
Coz on that fateful day tragedy struck
Death grabbed me by the throat
As his courier stripped me out my coat
I met the eyes of the one who took the ripper's oath
It was you:
Took my cell phone first
Grabbed my purse
Surely the money inside was not enough to quench your thirst
Then your tantrums burst: released the devil within
While the blood in your veins identified me as your next of kin
The blood in your eyes identified me as your next victim
"Mina ngangiwazi that u tryna stay alive "
But blood w’sup wit the violence did u have to take my life