Patrick drives him 'n Tayer toward a location, playing some classic Ice-T songs on the way. This one in particular strikes a chord...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SuRKgLXJeCA"Coolin' in my crib, cold video dubbing
FBI wanted, huh? Don't mean nothing
They call that shit a crime? Yo, that shit's a joke...
Hit record on my dope remote.
I heard my phone ringing... I wonder who could it be
It was the E, the V, yes the IL-E:
He said, "We got static -- word, I just got out,
Punks tried to move at the club, and we shot out;
Bullets everywhere." "Ok, what's the prob?"
"Ink got popped, he's dead as a doorknob!"
"You're bullshitting." "I ain't fucking around!
The posse's rollin' tonight, nigga are you down?!"
I grabbed my AK, my Sixteen, and my baby Mac,
Strapped on my vest, and threw the nine in the small of my back
I said, "Chill. Don't let nobody move without me...
Say, you know where they are?" He said, "I know where they be."
Let's peel their caps back.
Twelve o'clock midnight, posse was airtight
Twenty-five cars under the streetlights
Some people talked while other cried...
Ink was a brother who shouldn't of died.
Then the silence broke: "Ice, what's it gonna be?"
Thirty-eight hard brothers stood and stared at me.
There was only two words that I had to say:
P-A-Y B-A-C-K.
The cars loaded with a silence that could wake the dead,
Pistols clicked as they chambers loaded full of lead
Everyone in the crew knew what I said
Would mean by morning? Somebody else would soon be dead.
Let's peel their caps back.
The cars hit the corner like a long, black snake
Night prowling for a life to take
Y'see, down in the ghetto it's an eye for an eye...
That's the answer to the question why
In my throat, there's a lump, then I swallow it, I ain't no chump
Face of death, then I cock my pump
I'm a nigger on the trigger, madder than a pit bull
Just praying for a reason to pull
Oh you or any punk motherfucker that gets in my way
I'm insane, and my homeboy's death made me this way
But then we spot 'em! Evil-E shot em!
Dead in the face, to make sure that he got 'em.
Others ran, but no mercy to the posse's wrath:
Automatic Uzi, motherfuckin' bloodbath
Let's peel their caps back.
Then, all of a sudden, a bullet came through my eye
My dome expoded, and I felt my other brothers die
I drank my blood as I fell like shit into the street
My corpse stunk like a burnt out, rotten piece of meat.
Ten brothers died in the stupid, homicidal binge
'Cause whenever someone dies, nobody wins
But this drama, you'll never hear a word-a...
'Cause all the paper's gonna read is: GANG MURDER
Gang Murder.
