| I woke up in the darkness at 12:17…to shots and sirens
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| Look out the window, peep the high beams
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| Now they searchin, the cops lookin for the person
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| That pulled the trigger
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| Medical figures is nursin the kid that got shot
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| Some innocent ak that would front
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| To flip the rock on them at McKean Street block
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| I tried to tell him to stop cuz yo, it’s ghetto red hot
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| Similar to the blood now floodin his top
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| I take a step out the spot, to the point of attack
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| And see the shorty wop heart blast out his back
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| Damn, I’m thinkin it don’t cease, it’s no more peace
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| Police level increase, but what the fuck…
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| It’s still crime on the streets
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| I can’t breathe, now what’s goin on?
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| One minute you alive, the next, you’re gone
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| Illadel-P-H-I-A Hell
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| Bust off into the heavens for the nigga who fell
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| And hit the L, for the niggas who fell
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| When that could have been prevented
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| In front of the flat your moms rented
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| And no one expect that from you, cuz you was timid
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| Fuckin with them cats from outside city limits
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| Funny how this whole thing changed, an off minute
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| Yo, dig it, Panic!!!
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| None of this is ever granted
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| Drowning in a nightmare, stranded |