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• Artiste: Roots (The)
• Titre: Panic?!!!??!
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Black Thought: I woke up in the darkness at 12:17...to shots and sirenes Look out the window, peep the high beams Now they searchin, the cops lookin for the person... That pulled the trigga Medical figures is nursin the kid that got shot Some innocent ak that would front To flip the rock on them at King Street block I tried to tell him to stop cuz yo, it's ghetto red hot Similar to the blood now floodin his top I take a step out the spot, to the point of attack And see the shorty wop heart blast out his back Damn, I'm thinkin it don't cease, it's no more peace Police level increase, but what the fuck... It's still crime on the streets I can't breathe, now what's goin on? One minute you alive, the next, you're gone Illadel-P-H-I-A Hell Bust off into the heavens for the nigga who fell And hit the L, for the niggaz who fell When that could have been prevented In front of the flat your moms rented And no one expect that from you, cuz you was timid Fuckin with them cats from outside city limits Funny how this whole thing changed, an off minute Yo, dig it, Panic!!!!! None of this is ever granted Drownin in a nightmare, stranded