[Verse 1: AZ]
Just like a motion picture, gunfire froze a nigga
Compose the liquor, caused me to stager, stumble over quicker
Duckin' low, with the .44, tryin' to bust and blow
Empty out before the Po Po come bust the show
Sobered up, knew it was beef, but over what?
Been in the cut, escapin' these streets, they cold as fuck
Tuck my chain in, rose to my feet, no time for aimin'
Back arched, all you saw was sparks, niggas blazin'
One fell, callin' for help, heard him yell
My last shell, tore through his spine, it's time to bail
It's slow motion, dust in my clothes, started boatin'
It's bizarre copin', my blood flowin' like the Arctic Ocean
Thoughts racin', hit the corner slow pacin'
No destination, it's up North a nigga facin'
[Refrain: Panama P.I.]
If we all gonna die, I'm prepared to meet my maker
But before I touch that death bed, fam, I gotta see some paper
Keep my head to the sky, won't let no one pull us down
Do whatever it takes, cause that's the breaks
Money make this world go 'round
[Verse 2: AZ]
I pleed innocent, the love for my freedom is infinite
Thoughts was intimate, I mastered the minds, the mortal ten percent
Self Defense, incarceration couldn't help repent
Caught in commotion at the time I felt it, felt intense
Him or me, it's misery through my memory
But mentally, outcome wise I feel no sympathy
You know the streets, how some niggas could go for weeks
Rock you slow to sleep, play you for doe, now you know it's beef
Know it's deep, I live my life on the creep
Tinted Jeeps, bulletproof coupes move Mystique
Just like a motion picture, gunfire froze a nigga
Compose the liquor, caused me to stager, stumble over quicker
Duckin' low, with the .44, tryin' to bust and blow
Empty out before the Po Po come bust the show
Sobered up, knew it was beef, but over what?
Been in the cut, escapin' these streets, they cold as fuck
Tuck my chain in, rose to my feet, no time for aimin'
Back arched, all you saw was sparks, niggas blazin'
One fell, callin' for help, heard him yell
My last shell, tore through his spine, it's time to bail
It's slow motion, dust in my clothes, started boatin'
It's bizarre copin', my blood flowin' like the Arctic Ocean
Thoughts racin', hit the corner slow pacin'
No destination, it's up North a nigga facin'
[Refrain: Panama P.I.]
If we all gonna die, I'm prepared to meet my maker
But before I touch that death bed, fam, I gotta see some paper
Keep my head to the sky, won't let no one pull us down
Do whatever it takes, cause that's the breaks
Money make this world go 'round
[Verse 2: AZ]
I pleed innocent, the love for my freedom is infinite
Thoughts was intimate, I mastered the minds, the mortal ten percent
Self Defense, incarceration couldn't help repent
Caught in commotion at the time I felt it, felt intense
Him or me, it's misery through my memory
But mentally, outcome wise I feel no sympathy
You know the streets, how some niggas could go for weeks
Rock you slow to sleep, play you for doe, now you know it's beef
Know it's deep, I live my life on the creep
Tinted Jeeps, bulletproof coupes move Mystique
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