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[Intro: Killah
Crime, Crime (Will someone help me?)
Crime (Someone help me)
Crime (I'm dyin)
Crime

Priest]
The mobster, coat and brim hat, staggered in the rain
Fallin, load the .38, breathin heavy, beneath a pane
from cop cars {*cop sirens*}, echoes through his ears
And the rain blended with his tears, heart of fear
He's from the loss of blood, his head is drowsy
He thought to his self, "Damn, all the niggas around me"
So he off a thug, breathin heavy
With the in his hand that he held was deadly
His face was
Damn, what you do when you at the door of and death?
Plus you staggered 22 blocks, a bullet in your chest
you soakin wet
You might catch pneumonia, suddenly you smelt death's foul aroma
It burnt his hairs like ammonia
He inhaled deep fell asleep
Opened his eyes in
Where he saw nigga he made the sale
Every crack with a bad habit
Every users and every needle abuser
Never he worked for Lucifer
He shut his and opened them again (Yo)
But still, he was there with the fire and
This is your home (Uh-oh), it, end of poem
(Help me! AGGGH! HELP! sound*} HELP!)