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Alive on Arrival

Ice Cube

English
Down at the best spot
It's 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 had 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 had to fall down
Not known why I dropped out
F*ck 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 him
Looked down at my sweatshirt 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 tray
On my way, to MLK
That the county hospital jack
Where niggas die over a little scratch
Still 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 n*gger don't move"
Yo, I didn't do a thing
Didn't want to 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 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 move 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 MASH
And when I'm almost through
They call my name and put me on ICU
Halfway dead
No respect and handcuffed to the bed
Now the trauma starts
'Cause the bullet must be just a hair from my heart
Then I begin the ass kissin'
Just to get looked at by an overworked physician
Got the chills, but my temperatures 103
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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Written by: GEORGE S CLINTON, RONALD DUNBAR, O'SHEA JACKSON, TEREN DEVLON JONES, MARK S JORDAN, DONNIE RAY STERLING

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Death Certificate/AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted
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Death Certificate/AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted

Ice Cube, Chuck D and Flavor Flav

  • Released: 2006
  • Genres: Hip Hop
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