Let me introduce you to a young man named Johnny.

He truly loved his brother Tommy.

As youths the two were inseparable.

But living in the projects, three years ago they faced the inevitable.

Sixteen years old playing ball at the park.

Neither one was expecting the car creeping through the dark.

The vehicle stopped about 20 yards away.

Immediately the bullets began to spray.

Scared for his life little Johnny began to flee.

And Tommy’s last steps were something he never got to see.

As the car sped off he heard an awful yell.

Before he could turn he wished he had been shot himself.

The vision he saw was a nightmare.

But it was far too real because Tommy died right there.

At the service he said a silent prayer.

Now 19 he lives without a care.

Left to face the world without his brother,

He makes sure his pain is felt by others.

As he recalls the blood pouring out of his mouth.

And the sound of Tommy’s last breaths gurgling out,

He feels the rage burning inside.

There isn’t anyone who can keep him in line.

Now he is the one causing the blood shed.

And he won’t stop until the man responsible was dead.

However, he is now the one being hunted.

Because another young “G” made the same prayer he once did.

Before the assailant finally pulls the trigger,

He lets a tear fall as he begins to whisper;

“Remember that kid you shot four times?

That was my brother nigga, now it’s your time.

I promised to see you die bitch.”

Finally Johnny and Tommy are reunited.

Whether it be for revenge or just a street title,

Young men are continuing The Cycle.