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#19

"Dead And Buried"

Sukotto Aren Neishon

Jun 18, 2025

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"Dead and Buried"

We grew up together on the street, you were my neighbor and best friend, like brothers in crime.

When I joined a gang and you couldn't make the cut, you were still my brother, my best friend.

Time went on, and we took different paths.

I sold drugs, and you were my best customer.

At first, it was okay, but you started wasting away.

I begged you to stop, but you just went somewhere else.

I always thought you were jealous of the money I had and the lifestyle I led.

You wanted the power, but you couldn’t get in.

The future was bleak for you;

You disappeared from my life.

I had forgotten you and went on with the gang life,

The hustle and struggle, just the daily grind of gang life.

I saw you years later, face down in vomit down an alleyway, screaming for a fix.

You begged me for a hit, just for old times' sake.

I told you no; you screamed at me and said you'd get even with me.

So you snitched on me and tried to take me down.

I found out and went downtown to hunt you down.

Like chasing a ghost, I finally found where you stayed,

An abandoned warehouse in an industrial complex.

I walked up some dirty stairs to your front door.

I heard you screaming and talking to yourself.

I knocked on the door; you opened it.

I pulled the trigger and shot you in the head.

You just dropped and hit the floor,

Blood puddled from the wound.

You were my best friend, and you had to die too soon.

Now you are dead and buried,

Six feet below me!

With dirt between us,

You’re laying in a box, decomposing.

So you sold me out, and it was lights out!

I stand here next to your grave,

Contemplating my next move.

Go on as I have with the hustle;

Gangland is calling me home.

Nothing ever stops in Los Angeles,

No matter where you're from.

From the restless to the useless,

We just find a way to survive and move on.

Dead and buried, beneath the cold ground,

The memories haunt me of when we were kids,

Playing in the streets and getting drunk in the park.

You snitched on me; now you’re six feet deep,

In this graveyard, you lay beneath my feet.

I stand here and cry, wondering how things could have been different,

If I could have saved you.

I'm angry at myself and you.

Dead and buried, in the dirt you lie,

A victim of your choices; now I’m asking why.

You signed your death warrant the day you sold me out.

Goodbye, old friend; your choices led you here.

As close as you are to me now, I know you can't hear me.

I’m screaming at the ground, can you hear me now?

You threw it all away, and I’m lost on why.

The streets are unforgiving, and so am I!

Now you're dead and buried!

Dead and buried, beneath the cold ground,

Your whispers haunt me, but you’re nowhere to be found.

You snitched on me; now you’re six feet deep,

In this graveyard of memories, I can’t help but weep for the mistakes you made,

Ending in smoke and laying in blood.

Dead and buried, in the dirt you lie.

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Table of Contents

#1 "Crawling Up A Hurricane"

#2 "l Never Be Like A God"

#3 "New Unknown"

#4 "Symphonic Microcosm"

#5 "My Pain Is A Butterfly"

#6 "6ix Ni6hts Of Brutality"

#7 "Crimson Chains"

#8 "Echoes of The Island"

#9 "Pig Cemetery"

#10 "Into The Chaos"

#11 "The New Resolution: We Need a Revolution"

#12 "Can You Hear Me?"

#13 "White Witch"

#15 "Namtaru Kigal" (Fallen Light)

#16 "Blind To The Blood"

#17 "You Don't Know My Name"

#18 "Scarlett Oath"

#19 "Dead And Buried"