Fourteen (Remix Challenge)

Diva

Baltimore Club, Crunk, Philly-Style Rap Female vocals with strong north London accent

V5.5

[INTRO]

Yeah…

Never been a trap queen.

So im gonna tell you a story

I’m ready.

[HOOK]

Fourteen, fourteen, fourteen ,
He was heading towards a different dream
His watch, his chain, even his phone,
Mumsy waiting with his dinner, but he wasn’t coming home.

[VERSE 1]

Took a stroll, intentionally clocking my surroundings,
Seemed quiet, then I see some kid getting a pounding, 
Dogs bark, knees up, 12 feet hit the pavement,
By the time I crouch by his side, there’s claret abundant.

One hand searched my pocket, while the other added pressure,
Didn’t stop to consider implicational gesture,
Three numbers, one phone, I tried adjusting my tone,
But noise in my head right now, it deafened my zone.

Watched the colour start to fade as his pulse got thready,
Woman on the phone, she was finally ready,
Told me help was coming, Red soaking me plenty,
Nothing else existed as his eyes drained empty.

Would he make it?

[HOOK]

Fourteen, fourteen, fourteen ,
He was heading towards a different dream
His watch, his chain, even his phone,
Mumsy waiting with his dinner, but he wasn’t coming home.

Fourteen, fourteen, fourteen ,
He was heading towards a different dream
His watch, his chain, even his phone,
Mumsy waiting with his dinner, but he wasn’t coming home, (wasn’t coming home)

[VERSE 2]

Ears heard sirens, flashing blue in my face,
Hopping out the vehicle, footsteps in a race
Destination was the body, held under my palms,
Inshallah I’d done enough to prevent his embalm.

Strangest thing happened, it was like I left my body,
Ears packed tight, ringing loud I felt somebody,
They took me by the wrist, held it tight said follow me,
Combustion of the senses, overwhelmed anxiety.

Everybody rushing round, me still in a daze,
Sirens got quieter, I saw those blue lights fade
Suddenly regained focus, hands painted red 
All came flooding back, heart left with dread.

Damn..

Someone needs to call his mum..

Before it’s too late…

All started with a stroll

Ended up with another body on the toll

Wasn’t no turning lane for him…

[BREAK]

Sharp blade, Life lost

End of story

[FINAL HOOK]

Fourteen, fourteen, fourteen ,
He was heading towards a different dream
His watch, his chain, even his phone,
Mumsy waiting with his dinner, but he wasn’t coming home.

Fourteen, fourteen, fourteen ,
He was heading towards a different dream
His watch, his chain, even his phone,
Mumsy waiting with his dinner, but he wasn’t coming home, (wasn’t coming home)

[OUTRO]

Fourteen,

Whole life ahead of him.

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[INTRO] Yeah… Never been a trap queen. So im gonna tell you a story I’m ready. [HOOK] Fourteen, fourteen, fourteen , He was heading towards a different dream His watch, his chain, even his phone, Mumsy waiting with his dinner, but he wasn’t coming home. Fourteen, fourteen, fourteen , He was heading towards a different dream His watch, his chain, even his phone, Mumsy waiting with his dinner, but he wasn’t coming home. [VERSE 1] Took a stroll, intentionally clocking my surroundings, Seemed quiet, then I see some kid getting a pounding, Dogs bark, knees up, 12 feet hit the pavement, By the time I crouch by his side, there’s claret abundant. One hand searched my pocket, while the other added pressure, Didn’t stop to consider implicational gesture, Three numbers, one phone, I tried adjusting my tone, But noise in my head right now, it deafened my zone. Watched the colour start to fade as his pulse got thready, Woman on the phone, she was finally ready, Told me help was coming, Red soaking me plenty, Nothing else existed as his eyes drained empty. Would he make it? [HOOK] Fourteen, fourteen, fourteen , He was heading towards a different dream His watch, his chain, even his phone, Mumsy waiting with his dinner, but he wasn’t coming home. Fourteen, fourteen, fourteen , He was heading towards a different dream His watch, his chain, even his phone, Mumsy waiting with his dinner, but he wasn’t coming home, (wasn’t coming home) [VERSE 2] Ears heard sirens, flashing blue in my face, Hopping out the vehicle, footsteps in a race Destination was the body, held under my palms, Inshallah I’d done enough to prevent his embalm. Strangest thing happened, it was like I left my body, Ears packed tight, ringing loud I felt somebody, They took me by the wrist, held it tight said follow me, Combustion of the senses, overwhelmed anxiety. Everybody rushing round, me still in a daze, Sirens got quieter, I saw those blue lights fade Suddenly regained focus, hands painted red All came flooding back, heart left with dread. Damn.. Someone needs to call his mum.. Before it’s too late… All started with a stroll Ended up with another body on the toll Wasn’t no turning lane for him… [BREAK] Sharp blade, Life lost End of story [FINAL HOOK] Fourteen, fourteen, fourteen , He was heading towards a different dream His watch, his chain, even his phone, Mumsy waiting with his dinner, but he wasn’t coming home. Fourteen, fourteen, fourteen , He was heading towards a different dream His watch, his chain, even his phone, Mumsy waiting with his dinner, but he wasn’t coming home, (wasn’t coming home) [OUTRO] Fourteen, Whole life ahead of him.

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