Currents Of Events Songtext / Lyric

8 o'clock, the door knocks

Black wakes up, grabs his Glock

Looks for his girl and his man Scott

Scott at the door with the nine cocked

His girl grabs the box, she tells him "Meet me at the other spot"

Blows a kiss, hits the back window and hops

Black runs over toward Scott, "How they figure our plot?"

Then far away, they both hear shots

Thoughts of his girl shook his world

He scream "Cassandra!" then dropped

The scenes just stopped, the camera pops






Earlier, 7: 55, Scott's peeking through blinds

He sense a set up, so he reach for his nine

Looks at his man, Black, on the couch sleep

He's out deep, in the background this loudmouth freak

She's filing her nails, sucking her teeth

She saying "Y'all should've followed me to my spot,

Through the woods, it's right up the street"

He said "I know" then, and then they both paused

He said, "Shh, I hear a car's pulling up near the door"

He called Black, he called him once, twice

But he didn't react, look at the clock

It struck 8 o'clock, then he heard a knock

Nine cocked at the door, Black calling his name

Heard something in the back, sounds strange

Heard the mumbles, box, fumble,

He quickly look back, saw Black staring out a window

What the fuck, Black runs over asks him "How they figure the plot?"

Then they both heard shots, Black face stood up, he screamed and just dropped

Scott opened up the door firing shots said "Fuck it", shot in the leg

The scene just stopped, the camera pops



Earlier, up early, 7: 30, mad worry

She's thinking, thoughts sinking

About her in cuffs in the precinct

Or because of that box, she kept a good watch

On the door and the lock

Her man that she met not too long ago named Black is out on the couch

They all in the house, the toilet flush, Scott comes out, the bathroom

She said "Excuse me", he's mad rude, G

He gave her the quiet side, took out his nine

She said, "What the hell, you keep acting nervous, oh well"

Took out a nail filer, and start filing her nails

She heard a knock, then Black called her name

Her filer had dropped, she grabbed the box

She said, "Meet me at the other spot, love you"

Jumped out the window, into the cold

She's running in fear, then she hears "Freeze!"

She slip, falls, drops to her knees, gets up runs

The police shoots, in hot pursuit

Running through the woods, trying to make it to a stoupe

Then she hears a couple of shots

Coming from the house she's just escaped back a couple of blocks

Then she finally makes it to the spot

Along with the box

The scene just stops, the camera pops



The time, 8: 15, ahead

Scott's bleeding from his leg

Black is on his knees in a daze

Police rain

He said "I don't wanna be this way,

I don't wanna live without my whiz'"

Put he Glock to his wig, then pulled the trigger

Cops surround the body of a stupid nigga



Two weeks prior, Cassandra's in police uniforms in the line of fire

Acting coach, wearing wires, FBI showing pictures of one Michael AKA Black Washington

And one Scott Peterson, and how she should meet with them

While eating out with the co-workers,

She didn't notice Scott staring at her while she was ordering burgers

She didn't notice Scott always alert with the burner

She didn't notice that he soon will have her murdered

I guess at the time it didn't concern her

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