.....Now, they both a weapon
But, in the tussle, one lost hold of his gun
And so, with no protection, he started to run
As the other fired three shots at his retreating back
Another crime statistic: "Black On Black"

And as the sirens screamed,
Never would he have imagined
Before this end-of-the-week day had begun
That he started it, an "upright" brotha
And finished it, looking at Murder One.