I took the shades off n took one last look at her face…
Overcome by emotions, but I put them away…
And looked to the days ahead, before the shot could ring…
Submersed in distraught hope that only great losses bring.
Then sorrow sings,
Past love becomes a hollow fling
My heart collapses before her body feels the solemn sting
I composed myself, or what was left of me…
To compose the last measure of this melody
Taking the last measures, to confirm the kill
Waiting for an answer, my heart hurting still…
I get ready to confirm that I had found the mole
Thoughts on my lost love, and cash I’m about to hold
When I receive a message from headquarters
With a description of the mole and direct orders:
Shoot to Kill…The target is Male, and dangerous
A former technical expert who’s unafraid to bust
My heart dropped, cuz there was nothing left of wifey
And I felt the presence of Bless behind me
I took a breath cuz there was nothing I could do
But succumb to the only mufucka that was blue
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I walked into my house, ready, with my shades on
But the whole place was silent with my dame gone
I could barely see, because the lights were so low
so I hit the switch, and saw a camera n photos.
Evidence of dirty deeds; a few select stills
Of my past work, and prospects for the future’s next kills
As I browsed the pics, my destiny kicked in
When someone approached putting red in my vision
I calmed my nerves, but didn’t know what to do
Cuz I wore the shades all day, and almost no one was blue
I ducked low, pulled my piece unable to wait
Saw her , and reacted before she could make her escape
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The alarm went off just as I expected it
Same time every day… I never neglected it
Restin with my better half, I got up and dressed
Picked up the phone, n started callin up ‘Bless’-
Mr. GoGo gadget himself, acting in stealth
A digital junkie with contraptions to help
with any hand that is dealt, in the work that I do
-A contract killer, committing murders for loot.-
I asked for my assignment, n he dropped some science
Warning me to test every current alliance
Even the girl that I’m wifin-… he had a new invention…
That could see the truth, providing intervention
Between me n my enemies, and the ‘friends’ I see
In a package that he sent to me, he had a remedy
A pair of spectacles to help refine my vision
They looked normal, and wouldn’t arise su••••ion
but enabled me to see, the traitors who could be
Plotting my downfall, n not faithful to a tee
Color coded in 20/20; Bless called it mood vision
If a guy appeared green, then it means that dudes trippin
With that jealous shit, and that he’s too fake
Blue’s safe, and red meant that it was too late…
He told me to there was a mole with money on his head
And I’d get 100 billion dollars to leave the mufucka dead
He started to leave, but I told him to wait…
“You said I can’t trust anyone, how do I know that ur safe?”
He motioned the shades, told me to look at him first
And I saw he was blue when I put them to work…
I chuckled a bit, and me and Bless parted ways
As I began to look for the rogue agent and start my day
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A scientist approaches you to test out his brand new invention.
You're an assassin who has just been offered 100 billion dollars to kill the person you love.
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