[Defari:]

It's just so many things

in this life that I can't understand

I'll never be able to understand

cause there's no answer for 'em

The vultures be out though, know that

And they always gon' be out

Cause they're savages... 



His arteries are punctured, they can't save his body

He got shot standin' outside the party

He was only pickin' up his son, he wasn't parkin'

Niggaz drove by and let the shotgun bark at him

He died the same way as Malcolm and Martin

Just tryin' to help people, instead of harm them

Mr. Youngblood, I know your soul hear me now

I know you sittin' on a throne, I know you hear me now

I stood at King Hospital with emotion

I'm doin' music now, Pat still coachin'

Say hello to John... I always thought

that what happened to you was dead wrong

It doesn't figure out, it doesn't figure in

A good bottle and I still don't understand

But that's how life goes, some bigger master plan

We'll really never know, until the very end



[Chorus:]

The vultures are out, the gun shots fly

Loved ones die, loved ones cry

The vultures are out, the gun shots fly

Loved ones die, loved ones cry

The vultures are out, the gun shots fly

Loved ones die, loved ones cry

The vultures are out, the gun shots fly... 



[Defari:]

They jackin' for Hondas, initiation

She never saw 'em comin', had no inclination

They shot into her back window at a red light

Kim, why'd that have to be you that night?

You was so cool, such a beautiful sista

Remember 55th in Oakland, all the tree we twist up?

They pulled you out the car that night and took off

The vultures struck again, another good person lost

Me and Scotty G went to the funeral

Service was foul, somethin' we wasn't used to

We left and got some 40's of Old Gold

Went to the park and blew one to celebrate your soul

Had to do our own thing, the whole thing was mindblowin'

To this day I'm not knowin' why... 



[Chorus:]

The vultures are out, the gun shots fly

Loved ones die, loved ones cry

The vultures are out, the gun shots fly

Loved ones die, loved ones cry

The vultures are out, the gun shots fly

Loved ones die, loved ones cry

The vultures are out, the gun shots fly... 



[Defari:]

We went to school together, he was a good brotha

A Double Masters in Education, smooth brotha

Down for the youth, really shared his Pop's passion

We used to go head up on Sega's Live or Madden

He was from New York, but here's the irony

They found him dead, here in L.A. County

North off the 405, where they found him

Damn, my nigga was literally right around me

I wish he holla'd, I'd be with him when he pulled over

He fell victim to the sins of another vulture

Shot in the back of the head

My nigga Ennis couldn't believe you was really dead

It was on the news, I'm tryin' to call you

No answer, no reply, I'm like "Nah dude"

This shit can't be, this here's a nightmare

But the truth don't lie, and it's right there



[Chorus: x2]

The vultures are out, the gun shots fly

Loved ones die, loved ones cry

The vultures are out, the gun shots fly

Loved ones die, loved ones cry

The vultures are out, the gun shots fly

Loved ones die, loved ones cry

The vultures are out, the gun shots fly...