Ice Cube - Alive On Arrival Lyrics

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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 niggaz runnin' straight to the bushes

For they got so they could draw down

But why a motherfucker like me had to fall down

Not known 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 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's the county hospital jack

Where niggaz die over a little scratch

Sittin' in the trauma center

In my back is where the bullet entered

Yo nurse I'm gettin' kind of warm

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Bitch still made me fill out the fuckin' form

Coughin' up blood on my hands and knees

Then I heard "Freeze nigger don't move"

Yo I didn't do a thing

Didn'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

I need to see a MD

And y'all mothafuckers 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 layed 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 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

Had the chills but my temperatures 103

Only got a band-aid and an I.V

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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