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

[Killah
The mobster, long and brim hat, staggered in the rain
Fallin, load the .38, breathin heavy, beneath a window
Sideways from cop cars {*cop sirens*}, through his ears
And the blended with his tears, heart full of fear
exhausted from the loss of blood, his head is drowsy
He thought to his self, "Damn, all the fake around me"
So he fought off a thug, breathin
With the weapon in his hand that he was deadly
His face was
Damn, what you do you at the door of life and death?
Plus you staggered 22 blocks, a bullet in your chest
you soakin wet
You catch pneumonia, suddenly you smelt smell death's foul aroma
It burnt his nose hairs ammonia
He inhaled then fell asleep
Opened his in Hell
he saw every nigga he made the sale
Every crack addict with a bad
drug users and every needle abuser
Never knew he worked for
He shut his eyes and them again (Yo)
But still, he was there with the and brimstone
This is your home (Uh-oh), it, end of poem
(Help me! AGGGH! HELP! sound*} HELP!)