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And the question remains, why was he gunned down in the streets of Los Angeles and who was responsible? I'm feelin' some type of way Can somebody explain why? (who shot ya) Why they took your life away and left filled with some much pain I gotta make it on my own, like who's gon' hold me down, down (who shot ya) Your life was so refound, can't nobody wear your crown They took your life in vain but your memories still remain It's a misery to me, I'll give anything to know who shot ya And I swear to god I know somebody knows who shot ya Somebody knows We were havin' a good time up in the party Even though we wasn't really speakin' at the time And we never got to have a conversation That still weighs heavy on my mind Busy ignorin' each other We didn't know if we be over In just a matter of time (neighbors call the cops, said they heard mad shots) I felt so helpless and frustrated and I damn near lost my mind And I still don't have the answers even after all this time I'm feelin' some type of way Can somebody explain why? (who shot ya) Why they took your life away and left filled with some much pain SongtexteI gotta make it on my own, like who's gon' hold me down, down (who shot ya) Your life was so refound, can't nobody wear your crown They took your life in vain but your memories still remain It's a misery to me, I'll give anything to know who shot ya And I swear to god I know somebody knows who shot ya Somebody knows Can't believe it's been this long Twenty years have come and gone There is so much we need to know (Old school, new school need to learn though) And until I get some kind of resolution I cannot choose to let go (yeah) No help from the police Only hang on to the memories Whoever did it better stay low-key 'Cause it's hard to creep them Brooklyn streets I felt so helpless and frustrated and I damn near lost my mind (damn near lost my mind) And I still don't have the answers even after all this time I'm feelin' some type of way Can somebody explain why? (who shot ya) Why they took your life away and left filled with some much pain I gotta make it on my own, like who's gon' hold me down, down (who shot ya) Your life was so refound, can't nobody wear your crown They took your life in vain but your memories still remain It's a misery to me, I'll give anything to know who shot ya And I swear to god I know somebody knows who shot ya Somebody knows I don't even know where to start and it's very hard to address it A conversation dealin' most niggas don't want to mess with Continue his blessings I sent to you and Mama Wallace To this day I carry a picture of BIG in my wallet While I give you these bars, I try not my composure It has been twenty years and yet you still lookin' for closure Still can't try over bein' a baby, not havin' my father My heart continues to go after CJ and Tanyana Tryna avoid truckin' 'bout it, not to revisit the drama Let me remind the shooter that the most gangster nigga is karma Big Poppa, yes, [?] your legacy proper And [?] to provide the answers in your honor Frank and Pac, I hope you had the chance to talk and have it fellas About the truth that would led the way up, both of you ain't tell us You probably up there talkin' about who really fuckin' did it Maybe you a sinners sign with some honest answers in it I walk to Tillery park where we use to smoke with Flanton Even after all this time, we could never accept it From Westhouse Brooklyn to bein' one of the great To the last time we linked up, I shed a tear at your wake The Notorious B.I.G. was silence forever, Los Angeles are looking for his killer Aus Songtexte Mania