Mixtapaz telling a story. Enjoy, but pay attention...
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Story behind the song
This actually happened!...or did it?....
Ok, no. It didn't happen, but it's still pretty messed up! haha
Lyrics
present: My eyes open, I stare at the stars in the sky,
and I know that somethin’s been broken inside,
cuz I don’t ex-actly know where I’m at, see…
And I don’t know my – I don’t know my name! (Who am I?)
I try ta stand up. Left hands covered in blood!
I think it’s mine, oh God, I think it’s mine! (Rewind!)
Think, dammit! Ya need ta remember
The reason you’re in the bind you’re in this time!
past: The sun’s fallin. Hearin the night callin.
I’m feelin my mind’s haunted; whatever it is, it’s talkin to me!
My eye’s watchin every wallet passin by!
Every Prada bag in sight got me graspin on this knife! I’m like
TELL ME WHAT TO DO! TWO KIDS AND A WIFE,
A BABY ON THE WAY, AND THE MONEY AIN’T RIGHT!
FOUR MONTHS UNEMPLOYED, AND THE WIFE DON’T KNOW,
SO I DO WHAT I MUST, SO WE DON’T GO BROKE!
CUZ MY RECORD AIN’T CLEAN, SO THE CASH DON’T FLOW!
IF THE CASH DON’T SHOW, THEN MY ASS AIN’T HOME!
NO, THE MONEY RIGHT HERE! I’M OUT FOR MINE!
sh** …I’M GOIN ALL OUT TONIGHT...
present: Gas station! I stumble my way to the back.
I’m still waitin for something ta show me the fact!
I wash the blood from my hands!
It’s not mine afterall…
My skin’s crawlin! I don’t know what I’ve done!
The clerk’s callin, “Is everything alright, son?”
Think, dammit! Ya need ta remember
The reason you’re in the bind you’re in this time!
Motel Skit: “I know one of these stupid motherf*** ers didn’t lock their sh** !”
(Checking door knobs) “Nope…Nope…”
(Door opens) “Ahh…”
past: MASK OVER FACE. TRY CASIN’ THE PLACE.
ONLY LIGHT IN THE ROOM: STREET LIGHTS THROUGH THE DRAPES.
AS EYES DILATE, THEY FOCUS ON THE MATRESS;
SILHOUETTES OF TWO BODIES. I GOTTA MOVE FASTER!
I OPEN Open up the duffel bag!
I’M HOPIN hopin that these suckas stacked!
I DROP THE b*** (‘s) PURSE CUZ I’M SHAKIN.
WENT TA PICK IT UP WHEN I HEAR SOMEBODY WAKIN!
I HEAR SOMEBODY MOVIN, GETTING OUTTA BED!
I’M QUICK TA GRAB THE BLADE, PUT IT RIGHT INTO HIS CHEST!
HIS BODY GOES NUMB! HE’S TRYNTA CATCH HIS BREATH,
BUT HE’S CHOKIN ON HIS BLOOD! IT’S RUNNIN DOWN HIS NECK!
BLUE LIGHT UNDER SHEETS! “ b*** , YOU CALLIN THE POLICE?”
I JUST START STABBING ‘FORE SHE EVEN GET TA SCREAM!
GRAB THE PURSE, GRAB THE BAG, THEN I’M HEADED OUT THE DOOR!
I CUT ACROSS THE STREET AND BEHIND THE CORNER STORE!
I’M SAFE...
present: I found my wallet, layin there in the street,
but I’m astonished whenever I find my I.D.
I take a closer look,
But that man isn’t me… (I keep on)
I keep walkin. Everything is still just a blur!
I never noticed the duffel bag by the curb..?
Think, dammit! Ya need ta remember
The reason you’re in the bind you’re in this time!
present: I open up the bag!
past: GRAB THE MONEY OUT THE WALLET AND I TOSS IT ROUND THE WAY!
present: I know the purse inside!
past: LET’S SEE WHAT OL’ GIRL GOT FOR ME IN HERE!
present: It all comes floodin back!
both: AS I PULL A PICTURE OUT THE POCKETBOOK, I FREEZE!
……IT’S A PORTAIT OF MY…FAMILY!!
My eyes open, somethin’s been broken inside… (Rewind!)
