Friday the 13th

Moments away from sleep
Shots break out and I rise
Semi-automatic, pop nineteen times
Echos in the air
Stale with cries of grief
Pop pop pop off go another three
Silence chills my bones
Cause I know it'll only be brief
Life in the hood
So I've heard
Numb to the sound of death
I lay back down
Another lost soul lost
I wonder who it was
Twelve minutes have just passed
And the second disturbance comes
Sirens moving slowly
Followed by more guns
One car zooms past
Not a single culprit around
A second car flies by
On a mission racing time
Living by the badge
Such an honourable code
Soon the rest will come
And maybe a life we'll save
Though it's highly unlikely here
It's probably the grave
Calling out in the cold winter's breeze
The ambulance, the firement
And look, the police
Delayed on other calls
I guess it's Friday the thirteenth
Not your lucky day homey
Here comes the homicide truck
Driving by and down the block
I'm sure it's to your crib
To draw a line of chalk
Investigative crime scene
Another unsolved sin
Living in the hood
Numb to the pain within
Safe in a haven of ignorance
Hidden from the rage
Dying to get out
On the humble prayers of chance
Faced with reality
But only from a distant glance
I take a look at my dream
And continue to create my destiny
I don't belong in the hood
I gotta get away
I need to move my babies
Before regrets are made