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Intro:
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[Frost]: This is a dramatization. The names have been changed to protect
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the innocent ones not involved in the stories I'm about to tell. So
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listen up and listen up well. Here are the true accounts and incidents
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and still to me it makes no sense. Ignorance is a major role but
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here's a fact I feel you can ignore no more.
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Verse One: Frost
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Homicide on the murder scene
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Another frustrated gang related senseless slaying
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Victim: a young product of the project system
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The sad fact is nobody's gonna miss him
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True, a few may stand in disbelief, but
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The majority will sigh a relief
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Because of the fact he was a menace to society
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And gang violence was his first priority
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So, now you take a look to see what this abouta
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Someone quicka with the trigga, straight cold shot him
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Dead, in a puddle of blood he lay,
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Another typical day in the streets of L. A.
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Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder scene
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Ho-Homicide on the murder scene
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Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder scene
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Ho-Homicide on the murder scene
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Ho-Homicide on the murder scene
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Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder scene
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Verse Two: Frost
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Ho-Homicide, and just for trying to act brave
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Tryin' to be a hero sent you to a early grave
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The violent death, it took place at around six
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And eyewitnesses say that it went like this,
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There was this lady who was chillin' in a alley
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Positive I.D. included that her name was Sally
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Sally had just got off the bus from a job,
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When she met three young thugs who decided to rob
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A man heard the screams comin' from her mouth
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Ran down the deserted alley just to check it out
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And when he came across the scene,
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He knew what was happenin', but by then it was too late
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The thugs started blastin'
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Now, asked in this situation, exactly what would you do?
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If you heard someone screaming, would you go to the rescue?
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My man, he tried, that's hwo he died
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He was shot right between the eyes
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Tryin' to do a good deed, shoot, that could've been me
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I'm glad I'm not the one who must explain this to his family
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Homicide on the murder scene
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Ho-Homicide on the murder scene
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Ho-Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder
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scene
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Ho-Homicide on the murder scene
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Ho-Ho-Homicide on the murder scene
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Ho-Homicide on the murder scene
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Ho-Homicide on the murder scene
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Break it down!
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Verse Three: Frost
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Homicide, it's also know as manslaughter
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It can be a father, mother, son, or daughter
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It can happen at anyplace, at anytime
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It can happen as I'm runnin' down this rhyme
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First degree murder, blood flows red
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One day you're alive, the next day, you're dead
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Nobody seen nothin', the suspect fled
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Shot on the spot with a bullet to the head
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As soon as it happened, everybody broke
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Nobody seen nothin', and of course nobody spoke
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Bein' questioned, it doesn't pay to rat-a-tat-tat
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For if you rat, you might too get the gat,
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And get added to the list of those who fatally died
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In the statistics, that's known as homicide
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Homicide on the murder scene
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Ho-Homicide on the murder scene
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Ho-Homicide on the murder scene
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Ho-Homicide on the murder scene
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Ho-Homicide on the murder scene
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Ho-Homicide on the murder scene
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Ho-Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder
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scene
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Ho-Homicide on the murder scene
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Ho-Ho-Homicide on the murder scene
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Ho-Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder
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scene
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Ho-Homicide on the murder scene
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Ho-Homicide on the murder scene
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Ho-Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder
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Ho-Homicide
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Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder scene
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Homicide
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