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* at the door *
Jesus Christ, who is it?!?!
[DaPIG] Fleming!
Come in! Hey, good morning, how ya doin?
[DaPIG] morning Your Honor
[Mayor] a donut?
Uhh, no thank you
[Mayor] What are you doin with that shotgun * last two words slow *
* a of gunshots *

Monch]
In short was that I had him, several times in the head
Mount Sinai, 6:15, dead
The news reporter said the assailaints the city
I'm shacked across the street, in some
shitty-ass hotel, til things get a little quiet
Dunn I could try to bounce, but now why should I try it?
The riot that ensued, I viewed
Fifteen floors up the curtains in the nude
Took and sixty-five to get close to him
to him, roast, when I put the toast to him
Dangerous, the most crimes have been committed
Through painless means, more famous lives have acquitted
To hell he went, bent, sent, government
with my initial in print, ah, never miss you
in the streets, understanding that you made it to eat
Complete the cypher, or, make ends
Twenty-five years my father spent hard you suspended him
from the force, placed his head beneath the
Periphreal now, doorknob shiftin
Optical or the coke that I'm sniffin
Think, primal instinct, it's me
Hit the must hit the floor simul-taneously
Seems as though this is manifested through amazin dream
Dazed cops entered the room guns and lazer beams
But dazed it we blast at, one another
hit the chest of this, black undercover
My last minutes on earth, drop say a
Fuck it if I'm gonna die at least I the Mayor!

I feel, pain and
My heart's, hard and
I can't go on, to see (2X)

Monch]
Walked out the room staggerin, in my back
Dazed wagglin my leg, imagin I'm not
Grazed and bruised, at who's surroundin
Cop guns, cocked back, SWAT teams,
From rooftops, glock to smack my melon
Felon, Seargenat yellin for me to come out like
Propellin walked through the and the front door
Packin grenades and strapped with C-4
The more swine, the merrier, jets overhead
Ready to riddle my body with of lead
A dead man walking, destination lair
Fuck it if I'm die at least I shot the Mayor!