[Verse 1]

Down at the best spot

It's me and J-Dee and they sellin' more birds than a pet shop

The spot's hot, and everybody nervous

That's when the blue car surfaced

Oh, why did fools have to let loose?

Heard six pops from a deuce-deuce

Big Tom had to push us

Thirteen niggas runnin' straight to the bushes

For they gats so they can 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 is soakin' wet

Tryna 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

[Interlude 1: Homies]

Get up, man, get up, man (Come on, keep that nigga awake, man)

Come on, man, get up, man, come on, man

[Verse 2]

Woke up in the back of a trey

On my way to MLK

That's the county hospital, jack, ha

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' kinda warm"

Bitch still made me fill out the fuckin' form

Coughin' up blood on my hands and knees

Then I heard, "Freeze, nigga, 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"

[Interlude 2: Police Officers]

Are you the only one who got shot?

What kind of a gun was he carrying? Do you know who it was?

(No, man, don't know who it was, man)

Are you in a gang?

(Man, what does it matter, man? I'm shot)

[Verse 3]

I need to see a MD

And y'all motherfuckers giving me the third degree?

Look at the waiting room

It's filled to the rim like the county jail day room

Nobody gettin' help

Since we poor, the hospital, it moves slow

Now I'm laid 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

Halfway dead

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 a IV

That's when I start cussin'

Police steady askin' me who did the bustin'

[Interlude 3: Police Officers]

What did you get shot with? (Twenty-two)

Who shot you? (I dunno who shot me)

Was it gang-bangers? (Had to be)

[Verse 4]

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 PM, I was Audi 5000