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then i took two more\nI was out the window cause by now they were right at my door\nI took three shots and then i laid\nThey rushed in shooting so i threw a quick grenade\nIt went boom like a supernova\nBadges arms heads legs cops were all over\nI jumped out the fire escape down to the street and i started to run\nYou\nKnow i couldn't feel my feet, i was weak, i said to myself holy shit!\nMy shirt had filled with blood i didn't know i got hit but there's no\nTime to stop no time to explain man i'm in too deep with this everyday\nGhetto pain\nBlack men are judged by their clothes\nBlack women are looked at as hoes\nSo i as one of these uppity n----s\nCan only rely on the sound of a trigga going\n()\nWell i staggered down the street to an old bookstore\nCalled the tree of life (yo d it ain't there no more)\nBut when it was boy i was lucky\nCause in the basement is where they stuck me\nWhen i awoke at the 14th hour\nThree black women had gave me a quick shower\nI stayed a while and 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hurt\n  Then a redneck cop jumped out with a smirk\n  He said, ah boy you better watch where you run\n  As he poked my side with the barrel of his shotgun\n  I said officer man i ain't do nothin\n  He said what's that word you n----s use, ya frontin?\n  Well ya frontin, so why were you running down the street?\n  At this time i had stood to my feet and said wait a minute\n  And that's when he did it, he hit me in the face with his gun i wasn't\n  With it so\n  On the ground was a bottle of snapple, i broke the bottle in his\n  Fucking\n  Adam's apple\n  As he fell his partner called for backup well, i had the shotgun and\n  Began to act up with that\n  ()\n  Well i threw down the gun and began to run\n  I got back in no time and loaded the nine\n  First i took two clips and then i took two more\n  I was out the window cause by now they were right at my door\n  I took three shots and then i laid\n  They rushed in shooting so i threw a quick grenade\n  It went boom like a supernova\n  Badges arms heads legs cops were all over\n  I jumped out the fire escape down to the street and i started to run\n  You\n  Know i couldn't feel my feet, i was weak, i said to myself holy shit!\n  My shirt had filled with blood i didn't know i got hit but there's no\n  Time to stop no time to explain man i'm in too deep with this everyday\n  Ghetto pain\n  Black men are judged by their clothes\n  Black women are looked at as hoes\n  So i as one of these uppity n----s\n  Can only rely on the sound of a trigga going\n  ()\n  Well i staggered down the street to an old bookstore\n  Called the tree of life (yo d it ain't there no more)\n  But when it was boy i was lucky\n  Cause in the basement is where they stuck me\n  When i awoke at the 14th hour\n  Three black women had gave me a quick shower\n  I stayed a while and escaped in a truck\n  Driven by two guys, rakim and chuck\n  What the fuck i asked as i laid there how many guys do you drive a day\n  There? chuck said many, rakim said plenty it's an everyday thing when\n  You're willing to sing a song...\n  ()\n  Peace and love to dj scott larock he's in there still!\n"}]