Ignorance Is Bliss

[Intro]
They told me ignorance is bliss
But the story goes like this

Smile at him while we sit
I'mma drop him when I'm content with the knowledge I'm bout to get
We surrounded by my accomplices
Ready to pop the clips
When they fire off from the hip
I'mma duck and hop in the whip
Hope my consciousness doesn't 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 4/5th
And if they get me to be inside of these cases in court
All I'mma plead is the 5th
Even though, I wrote the script
I don't care, I'm 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. I'm 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 I'm going in this life. I guess death's best by the trigger or the knife.

I'd 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

It's okay. He asking questions. I nod and barely address them. We barely seconds from pulling out gats in every direction. He's 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, I'mma fall and then hit the canvas. And any witnesses that he leaves living won't have an answer. I reach for my weapon quick, pull the trigger twice at his glasses. I'm sure he's dead, he should wipe himself off. I hand him a napkin

To be continued. . . .or not