[featuring foxy brown, panama p.i.]
az:
just like a motion picture, gun fire froze a nigga
compose the liquor, caused me to stager, stumble over quicker
duckinand' low, wit the four four, tryinand' to bust and blow
empty out before the po po come bust the show
sobered up, knew it was beef, but over what?
been in the cut, escapinand' these streets, they cold as fuck
tuck my chain in, rose to my feet, no time for aiminand'
back arched, all you saw was sparks, niggas blazinand'
one fell, callinand' for help, heard him yell
my last shell, tore through his spine, itand's time to bail
itand's slow motion, dust in my clothes started ?boatinand'?
itand's bizarre copinand', my blood flowinand' like the art of goshen
thoughts racinand', hit the corner slow pacinand'
no destination, itand's up north a nigga facinand'
chorus: panama p.i.
if we all gonna die, iand'm prepared to meet my maker
but before i touch that death bed feel, i gotta see some paper
keep my head to the sky, wonand't let no one pull us down
do whatever it takes, cuz thatand's the breaks, money make this world go
and'round
az:
i pleed innocent, the love for my freedom is infinite
thoughts was intimate, i mastered the minds, the mortal 10 percent
self defense, incarceration couldnand't help repent
caught in commotion at the time i felt it, felt intense
him or me, itand's misery through my memory
but mentally, outcome wise i feel no sympathy
you know the streets, how some niggas could go for weeks
rock you slow to sleep, play you for doe, now you know itand's beef
know itand's deep, i live my life on the creep
tinted jeeps, bulletproof coupes move mystique
foxy brown: (az)
let him speak, my dogg is innocent
it was my gats (boo i got this), this cat named roberto itand's certain
desert ease in my skirts end
let my nigga live (oha), while i breed us up a kid
face this little bi - tch
az:
no explanation, speedy trial, fuck the extra waitinand'
hesitatinand', they know the time a nigga facinand'
so whatand's the verdict?
chorus (overlaps the last line of azand's verse)
az:
i feel ill inside, though my life is still a ride
some may criticize, but itand's a blessinand', that iand'm still alive
from all the smoke lit, all the hoes hit, all the cold shit
from cominand' that close gettinand' my dome split
spreaded out, so much on my mind, gotta let it out
to live, and die for a cause i feel dead with out
check my rap sheet, no prior cases, just some techand's beef
charged with drunk drivinand' once, but i was half and'sleep
swervinand', off of st. markand's and burgan, in a rented suburban
i mustand've dozed when i was turninand'
but peep this, iand'm on trial now, no sign of weakness
no secrets, just goinand' to court, and iand'm tryinand' to beat this
a new don, another score, another new born, been too long
hereand's a dick jury for yand'all to chew on
{judgeand's voice: order in the court, order in the court
thatand's contempt of court!}
chorus (2 times)
panama p.i.:
if we all gonna die
