Cappucino

It was a cafe on the Westside, Midtown

Said they had the best cap or cappuccino around

So I stepped in, and I ordered a cup

Someone grabbed me by my throat and said, "Shut the fuck up!"

And I did, pronto, quick fast

How much longer would the torture last?

In the wrong place, at the wrong time

It was a drug sale, I could feel from behind

Death, it was getting closer, right behind my back

Ready to attack

I got shot in a shootout, and then I died

I could feel it, I was on the other side

In between lives, I'm so confused

What do I do, oh what do I do?

Was it really time for me to go?

Why oh why did I need cappuccino?

Why oh why did I need cappuccino?

But then I calmed down, I spotted some friends

That I knew in a past life, way back when

A couple had died in the drug world

And this one guy died fighting over his girl

Another died driving while intoxicated

Why do people make living so complicated?

But then I saw a girl, her name was Mary

Introduced to drugs by her boyfriend Harry

He sold crack to the kids on the uptown corners

A social worker named Hannah Smith tried to warn her

But she wouldn't listen, no one listens

I saw the light, I awakened, it was a dream

Man oh man, you shoulda heard me scream

So glad to be given, my life back

So good to be living, or was dead better?

I didn't have to run from the bullets or drugs

And I didn't have to run from the murders or thugs

I didn't have to worry about falling from a plane

But at this cafe, was death still calling my name?

Or did this cafe even exist?

Or was my name just another on the death list?

I knew it couldn't happen, even though

On the bottom of my shirt was a spot of cappuccino

Bust it, to some of you that really don't know

I'll break it down to you, the word cappuccino

It's somewhat like coffee, then again not quite

It's creamy and smooth, and it goes down light

They charge you three dollars, you ask, "Is it worth it?"

But when you start drinking, shit it be working

I'm hooked, well I was, cause yo it's the best

But if every time I drink, I voyage through death

I'll leave it alone, and just stick to tea

Cappuccino is fly, but too fly for me

Why oh why did I need cappuccino?