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{*thunder &

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

[Killah
The mobster, long coat and brim hat, staggered in the
Fallin, the .38, breathin heavy, beneath a window pane
Sideways from cop cars {*cop sirens*}, echoes his ears
And the blended with his tears, heart full of fear
He's exhausted from the loss of blood, his is drowsy
He thought to his self, "Damn, all the niggas around me"
So he fought off a thug, breathin
the weapon in his hand that he held was deadly
His was sweaty
Damn, what you do when you at the door of and death?
you staggered 22 blocks, with a bullet in your chest
Plus you wet
You might catch pneumonia, suddenly you smelt smell foul aroma
It burnt his nose hairs like
He inhaled deep then fell
his eyes in Hell
Where he saw every nigga he the sale
Every crack addict a bad habit
Every drug users and needle abuser
knew he worked for Lucifer
He shut his eyes and them again (Yo)
But still, he was there with the and brimstone
This is your (Uh-oh), that's it, end of poem
(Help me! AGGGH! HELP! {*smacking HELP!)