Down at the best spot
Its me and JD and they sellin more birds than a pet shop.
The spot's hot and everybody nervous
That's when the blue car served us
Oh why did fools have to let loose?
Heard six pops from a deuce deuce.
Big Tom had to push us
13 niggas runnin straight to the bushes
For they gats so they could draw down
But why a motherfucker like me have to fall down?
Not knowin' why I dropped out
Fuck it, still can't afford to get popped out
So now I gotta jet
Only ran one block, but my shirt soakin' wet
Tryin to see if we got 'em
Looked down and my sweatshirt's red at the bottom.
Didn't panic but I still looked cracked out
Yelled to the homies then I blacked out
Woke up in the back of a trey
On my way, to MLK;
That's the county hospital, jack
Where niggas die over a little scratch.
Sittin' in the trauma center
In my back is where the bullet entered
"Yo, nurse, I'm gettin kind of warm!"
Bitch still made me fill out the fuckin form
Coughin up blood on my hands and knees
Then I heard, "Freeze, nigger! Don't move!"
Yo, I didn't do a thing
Don't wanna go out like my man Rodney King
Still got gaffled
Internal bleeding as the bullet starts to travel
Now I'm handcuffed
Being asked information on my gang affiliation
"I don't bang, I rock the good rhymes
And I'm a victim of neighborhood crime."
I need to see a MD
And ya'll mothafuckers giving me the third degree?
Look at the waiting room
Its filled to the rim like the county jail day room
Nobody gettin help
Since we poor
The hospital'd move slow
Now I'm layed out
People steppin' over me to get closer to the TV
Just like a piece of dog shit
Now will I die on this nappy ass carpet?
One hour done passed
Done watched two episodes of M*A*S*H,
And when I'm almost through
They call my name and put me in ICU.
No respect and handcuffed to the bed
Now the drama starts
Cause the bullet must be just a hair from my heart.
Then I begin the ass kissin
Just to get looked at by a overworked physician
Had the chills, but my temperature's a hundred-and-three
Only got a band-aid and an IV
That's when I start cussin
Police steady askin me who did the bustin
Why, oh why, can't I get help?
Cause I'm black, I gots to go for self
Too many black bodies the hospital housin
So at 10 P.M. I was Audi 5000.
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