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Verse 1
Open the FBI!
I ain't the one to speak upon another's
All I can do is try to open his eyes
and help the brother
He chose the wrong way
and that's the route he took
Born and brought up as an angel
but he died as a crook
He had a baby that he couldn't raise
And she will never see her father again
cause he's in a grave
Hey yo, let's think about it, Miller
My daddy was a dope man
so I'mma be a dope
How will her family explain it?
My daughter had a baby for a kid, and
He ain't around to see her walk
Dry her eyes when she cries,
pick her up when she falls
And just the thought of a kid living far
Fucks me up when this girl
has to raise a bastard child
It gets deeper,
it used to punch her or beat her
She was loyal to his ass,
but accused as a cheater
She had a good day,
but she picked the wrong car
Had a kid, now she's realizing life is hard
A big time dope dealer's all she wanted
Who drove a Jaguar Benz
so she could flaunt it?
The situation's got me kissing
But the answer remains to be a question
He lived his life in a lot
I guess you only get a minute to pray
And a second to die
It was crazy how it happened,
some niggas rode by in the Riviera cabin,
all I could see was a building spin round
and the boy was just screaming
as he fell to the ground.
A woman yelled get an ambulance,
but I knew he was dead
he didn't stand a chance,
you should have seen him
he was scared,
a bullet moved to his chest
and one to his head, he
He just laid there in silence,
and all I heard was a silence
Paramedics pulled up,
followed by a lawman
and in came a firetruck
Put his ass on a stretcher,
but if he survives I'm willing to betcha
He'll be out for revenge,
they patched him up within a week,
he was back at it again
Went to his brother on the north side,
grab your shit it's a hit,
we're gonna take a long ride
AK -47, M -11, and a pump
Robot workin' on Scott Street,
school was lettin' out
Yo, you ain't gon' shoot
yet? Watch!
Opened his trunk and grabbed his shotgun
He shot him
Put his toolie on the front seat
Continued his mission
as he headed down the street
The kid was just starin' at himself
Maybe he rolled by and smoked max,
fuck
Reached in his coat and grabbed the port
Full speed down,
we shot his mom on the porch
On his way down, callin'
His brother was just dazed in a shock
Why you punchin'?
Why you shoot his mind?
Say shit
Ha ha
Ha man, fuck that bitch
Went to the store to use the payphone
Called up Mack, A -O -J -T -O
Hung it up and rode down Dacca
Headin' for the nigga, he was out
By the time he arrived at the scene
Malcolm was ready for anything
He tried to sneak around the back way,
never thought of being
taken out on that day
Black boy, black coat,
stood around the corner
as he passed with his throat
He didn't fall, so he fired,
one to the middle of the skull, he's expired
A whole army came out,
27 niggas all strapped out
of one house
That's how it happens in the acre,
one nigga died in the park in the paper
Shit gets deeper, why?
I guess you only get a minute to pray.
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