[Defari:]
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It's just so many things in this life that I can't understand
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I'll never be able to understand cause there's no answer for 'em
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The vultures be out though, know that
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And they always gon' be out
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Cause they're savages...
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His arteries are punctured, they can't save his body
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He got shot standin' outside the party
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He was only pickin' up his son, he wasn't parkin'
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Niggaz drove by and let the shotgun bark at him
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He died the same way as Malcolm and Martin
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Just tryin' to help people, instead of harm them
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Mr. Youngblood, I know your soul hear me now I know you sittin' on a throne,
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I know you hear me now I stood at King Hospital with emotion
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I'm doin' music now, Pat still coachin'
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Say hello to John...
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I always thought that what happened to you was dead wrong
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It doesn't figure out, it doesn't figure in
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A good bottle and I still don't understand
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But that's how life goes, some bigger master plan
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We'll really never know, until the very end
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[Chorus:]
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The vultures are out, the gun shots fly
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Loved ones die, loved ones cry
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The vultures are out, the gun shots fly
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Loved ones die, loved ones cry
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The vultures are out, the gun shots fly
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Loved ones die, loved ones cry
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The vultures are out, the gun shots fly...
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[Defari:]
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They jackin' for Hondas, initiation
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She never saw 'em comin', had no inclination
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They shot into her back window at a red light
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Kim, why'd that have to be you that night?
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You was so cool, such a beautiful sista
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Remember 55th in Oakland, all the tree we twist up?
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They pulled you out the car that night and took off
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The vultures struck again, another good person lost
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Me and Scotty G went to the funeral
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Service was foul, somethin' we wasn't used to
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We left and got some 40's of Old Gold
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Went to the park and blew one to celebrate your soul
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Had to do our own thing, the whole thing was mindblowin'
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To this day I'm not knowin' why...
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[Chorus:]
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The vultures are out, the gun shots fly
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Loved ones die, loved ones cry
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The vultures are out, the gun shots fly
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Loved ones die, loved ones cry
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The vultures are out, the gun shots fly
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Loved ones die, loved ones cry
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The vultures are out, the gun shots fly...
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[Defari:]
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We went to school together, he was a good brotha
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A Double Masters in Education, smooth brotha
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Down for the youth, really shared his Pop's passion
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We used to go head up on Sega's
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Live or Madden He was from New York, but here's the irony
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They found him dead, here in L.A.
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County North off the 405, where they found him
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Damn, my nigga was literally right around me I wish he holla'd, I'd be with him when he pulled over
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He fell victim to the sins of another vulture
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Shot in the back of the head
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My nigga Ennis couldn't believe you was really dead
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It was on the news, I'm tryin' to call you
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No answer, no reply, I'm like "Nah dude"
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This shit can't be, this here's a nightmare
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But the truth don't lie, and it's right there
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[Chorus: x2]
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The vultures are out, the gun shots fly
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Loved ones die, loved ones cry
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The vultures are out, the gun shots fly
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Loved ones die, loved ones cry
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The vultures are out, the gun shots fly
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Loved ones die, loved ones cry
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The vultures are out, the gun shots fly...
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Happy Faces
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The Maccabees |