This is a rap that my friend wrote, it is a true story about an experience he had:
We jet to the bar
Shoot back vodka and lime
Then get to the car
Now every things blurry
And he's trying to drive
I'm freakin' at every single
Slip and slide
We're almost home
And I'm thank'n God
For keepin us safe
And from getting lost
Then with a flash of light
Apearing from within the night
He was blinded and
He tried to fight
It was from then on, blurred
But I could still make out
A skid, a swerve
A flash, a shout
Now I'm lying there
Blanketed in glass, I'm blind
But sight comes back
And I come to find
James dead beside me
And two hurt friends behind
Now every things fucked
And I search the rewind
But James is still gone
And I'm left behind
I rationalised
Say: It's not my fault
But I could have stopped him
And prevented it all
I'd be chillin wit James
We'd be crusin the mall
But I faced his death
Seen him rise and fall
Tazz