All I hear is silence I remember death was violent
Bitches wiliní sounds of gunshots 5-0hís sirens
Exhaust from the car that took off stained the air
But didnít subdue the piercing smell of fear
When did I fall I ponder, I remember standing up, shots came like slow mo
I saw my foe take it in the gut
Me, I spun around to hear his man shout "Whassup!"
Roc yelled duck! A second call came from Dutch
To my left I watch this chick grab her kid close to her breast
And scampered to a corner, like she knew I was a goner
Iím numb now I hear my man Dre voice
Police is telliní him that I mustíve made a bad choice
I see golden street lights, But Iím not stariní up
Police is watchin' over me I see them but my eyes are shut
One is bendiní down, he starts to talk investigation
While heís streakiní chalk on the pavement the conversation strays with
The Heat vs. Knicks, his favorite flicks, how he fucks a chick then the
other cop starts to spit
The Foamy liquid hits the street the residue hits my cheek
then the other cop start to speak.
He said these niggers are dumb
"The fuck they care about?
Their construction boots a chain and a gun. Who got this one?"
"Who knows." The other cop replied
Spittin' and shit, an eraser of a pencil pokin' at my hip
He said I took a bad one its bad luck Iím stuck
The bullet struck a major artery, I guess Iím not getting up
He said "What a mess, a lot of blood, like I give a fuck, Iím homicide, let
forensics clean it up!"
A tear welled inside my eye I see a passer by I cried, please donít let me
But fuck it, two tears in a bucket. I did it now Iím stuck with it, a
I wish it hadnít come to this.
Even in death revenge was my last breath, if I had one wish
I would wish for a Tech
And a bullet for the punk who pulled it, I despise
I plastic glove blesses my eyes, I rise