Dead Man’s Letters

[Intro]
(Evil Giane)
Real Rx (Surf Gang, bitch)

[Verse 1]
Paranoid, who the fuck in the house?
Feel like I hear somebody walkin' around
Feelin' like Ox when he was on the couch
Hands on the K 'fore the lights went out
I'm checkin' the cameras, they dead as a corpse
Go up to the next room, seen blood on the floor
Looked in the mirror, couldn't even believe what I saw
One thing for certain: It wasn't me at all
I don't know this nigga and he don't know me
One eye open with the Glock like I'm Doe B
There's blood on my hands and blood on my jeans
I was just gettin' high, smokin' weed
I walked to the kitchen, I'm hearin' shit
Hand on the Glock, ready to clear some shit
They spelt my name with blood on the wall
My mama would tell me to call on the Lord
But I'm alone with my money rag and the raw
In and out of consciousness, I'm startin' to nod
Hear somebody callin' my name upstairs
It's a whole bunch of candles that's lit on the stairs
My mind playin' tricks on me, fuckin' with my head
I'm scared as a bitch when I'm walkin' up the stairs
I make it to the top, it ain't nobody there
They callin' my name, I can still hear 'em
They said, "Come to the bathroom, hurry up"
I got to the bathroom, damn near threw up
The whole fuckin' floor covered in blood
I see a arm hangin' from the tub
Move a lil' closer, I'm ready to bug
Pulled the curtain back, couldn't believe who it was

[Verse 2]
Ran out the goddamn house so quick
This ain't the first time I done seen some shit
I'm runnin' fast, feet covered with mud
My heart poundin', head fucked up
Why the fuck I even had to see what it was
When I pulled the curtain back on the tub?
All I saw was me in the tub
Beat, bloody and fucked up
I'm lookin' around for some help or somethin'
I think my conscience tryna tell me somethin'
Headlights creepin' up down the street
I'm runnin' with my Glock on the side of me
I get a lil' closer, I'm hopin' they help me
I'm still paranoid, so the Glock off safety
The car get close and I see they faces
My heart go from poundin' to racin'
I robbed these niggas just last week
Now I know my mind playin' tricks on me
They jumped out the car so god damn quick
I ain't even had time to up the Glick
Them niggas started firin' off the rip
I ain't never ever think it'd end like this
Jumped back in the car, pulled off, quick
I'm layin' on the ground, bloody as shit
What the fuck? This don't make sense