Late night hype

Late night hype at the VMC
Some fools try to jacc me, but I can't see
What are they up to, but it doesn't matter
I tryed to tell thf, that it would be better
To stop with jackin', 'cause I ain't in mood
On the phone, with my love, and i feel too good
For their shit and their childish games
Now the slugs are flyin' trough the window frames
The walls are bloody, and the sheets are too
Four dead bodies, now what should I do?
I tought about getin' rid of the guns,
But I havent seen my boo eiht months
So I kept my guns, restocked my ammo,
And I'm breakin' out like Rambo
So I kicked down the door, got in the hall,
Killed the guard, left the body on the floor
See, this ain't the way I usualy act,
But I heard someone, had to react
I Hid in the closet, and changed my clothes
But when i opened the door i broke a guard's nose,
Now my cover is blown, alarm is sound,
Guess I'll have to burn this bitch to the ground...
But how will I do it? I'm in tough position
So I improvised a bomb from my ammunition
Ran to the kitchen, to buy me some time,
Oh, this gas pipe looks just fine
I hear the guards stackin' in the hall
So i tear the gas pipe off the wall
Jumped out the window, threw a bomb bacc in,
One big flash is all I've seen
Didn't look bacc, I ran to the station
Already heard people talking 'bout "the last patient"
I got on the train, and the city still burn,
Fucc it, now it ain't my concern.
Happy as hell, 'cause I'm gonna see my boo
Stand in my way, bitch, and you will burn too!