Gone

[Hook: Jim Lavigne] When them bullets come out of the gun And you're standing where there's nowhere to run You're gone, you're gone, you're gone You're gone, you're gone [Verse 1: Mikkey Halsted] Famous warriors on Peoria, mean on Green Strangling men on Sangamon cannot intervene Blood stay pouring on Morgan I'm stuck in between Rocking hard play sports to keep the Glock on the spleen This is rag-town wild 100 section You could hear a pin drop when the when the folks is in a session Only 13 when the G first blessed 'em Gave him all of his slit and a black Smith and Wesson He reppin', feeling like a veteran High school, feeling like a king amongst the peasants Four corner hustlers making sure he feel threatened He ain't into wrestlin', shorty got a weapon They keep sayin' what they gone do when they catch him Not knowing what he snuck past the metal detectors, he reckless Damn, they caught him on the bus Shorty ain't think, shorty just bust [Hook: Jim Lavigne] [Verse 2: Mikkey Halsted] On the corner, crack spot, ??? To the left, selling death out of black tops Over East, Kofax, that block Off the five, terror town, it's that hot That nigga, right there, ?? Sipping lean, sizzurp and that pop Baby cryin', cop sirens in the backdrop Opposition keeps up, damn you heard that shot (Shawty duck!) He was stuck, blood spilled on the ground like his Crush He's feeling cold to the touch, nigga hush Don't speak, it's looking bleak for 'em Looking like the Grim Reaper fixin' to reach for 'em Jesus Christ, we need you to intercede for 'em After father couldn't ?? for 'em [Hook: Jim Lavigne] [Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco] Now I got 'em, back of the ambulance tryna to stop 'em From stoppin', but he's shockin' No other choice but to shock him, blood pressure droppin' But he's a fighter, he's a boxer Unless he wants to leave Ali's his only option He sees the butterflies but tryna keep him conscience His oxygen flow constant, it's just a consequence And I've chauferred many and barely saved any And I say he's about 20, not a bad paramedic they just good with the semis So I don't feel bad, I gave everything in me To bring him back to life, now I see his light dimming Feel his soul slipping, he's all done Turn the sirens off, we just lost one