Well ya frontin, so why were you running down the street?

At this time I had stood to my feet and said Wait a minute

And that's when he did it, he hit me in the face with his gun I wasn't

with it so

On the ground was a bottle of Snapple, I broke the bottle in his fucking

Adam's apple

As he fell his partner called for backup well, I had the shotgun and

began to act up with that



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Well I threw down the gun and began to run

I got back in no time and loaded the nine

First I took two clips and then I took two more

I was out the window cause by now they were right at my door

I took three shots and then I laid

They rushed in shooting so I threw a quick grenade

It went boom like a supernova

Badges arms heads legs cops were all over

I jumped out the fire escape down to the street and I started to run you

know I couldn't feel my feet, I was weak, I said to myself Holy shit!

My shirt had filled with blood I didn't know I got hit but there's no

time to stop no time to explain man I'm in too deep with this everyday

ghetto pain

Black men are judged by their clothes

Black women are looked at as hoes

So I as one of these uppity n