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

[Killah
The mobster, long coat and hat, staggered in the rain
Fallin, the .38, breathin heavy, beneath a window pane
Sideways from cop cars {*cop sirens*}, echoes his ears
And the rain blended with his tears, full of fear
He's exhausted the loss of blood, his head is drowsy
He thought to his self, "Damn, all the fake 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 life and
Plus you staggered 22 blocks, a bullet in your chest
Plus you wet
You might catch pneumonia, suddenly you smelt death's foul aroma
It burnt his nose hairs like
He inhaled deep then asleep
Opened his in Hell
Where he saw every he made the sale
Every crack addict a bad habit
Every drug users and needle abuser
Never he worked for Lucifer
He his eyes and opened them again (Yo)
But still, he was there the fire and brimstone
is your home (Uh-oh), that's it, end of poem
(Help me! AGGGH! HELP! sound*} HELP!)