Homicide
Kid Frost Lyrics

This is a dramatization. The names have been changed to protect the innocent ones not involved in the stories I'm about to tell.
The following story is not based on actual people or events, and any similarities are coincidental. The names have been changed to protect the privacy of those not involved.

So listen up and listen up well. Here are the true accounts and incidents and still, to me, it makes no sense. Ignorance is a major role, but here's a fact I feel you can ignore no more.
Pay attention because what follows is a true account of events. Even though I don't understand why these things happen, it's important to acknowledge the truth. Ignorance plays a big part in these situations, but it can no longer be ignored.

Homicide, on the murder scene. Another frustrated gang-related senseless slaying. Victim: a young product of the project system. The sad fact is nobody's gonna miss him.
Another gang-related killing has occurred. The victim was a young person from the projects. Sadly, because of their violent lifestyle, very few people will mourn their death.

True, a few may stand in disbelief, but the majority will sigh a relief. Because of the fact he was a menace to society and gang violence was his first priority. So now you take a look to see what this bouta. Someone quicker with the trigga, straight cold shot him. Dead, in a puddle of blood he lay. Another typical day in the streets of L.A.
While some may be shocked by the killing, most people are relieved because the victim was a violent troublemaker who was a threat to society. The reality is that someone with more speed and accuracy shot and killed him. His lifeless body now lies in a pool of blood, another common occurrence in the dangerous streets of Los Angeles.

Ho-Homicide, and just for trying to act brave. Tryin' to be a hero sent you to an early grave. The violent death, it took place at around six. And eyewitnesses say that it went like this,
Another homicide occurred when someone tried to act heroic. Sadly, their actions resulted in their own death. The violent killing happened around six o'clock, and eyewitnesses say that it went like this:

There was this lady who was chillin' in a alley. Positive I.D. included that her name was Sally. Sally had just got off the bus from a job, when she met three young thugs who decided to rob.
A woman named Sally was in an alley when she was approached by three young criminals who intended to rob her. Sally had just finished work and was trying to relax.

A man heard the screams comin' from her mouth. Ran down the deserted alley just to check it out. And when he came across the scene, he knew what was happenin', but by then it was too late. The thugs started blastin'.
A man heard Sally screaming and ran down the empty alley to see what was happening. However, by the time he arrived, it was too late - the criminals started firing their guns.

Now, asked in this situation, exactly what would you do? If you heard someone screaming, would you go to the rescue? My man, he tried, that's who he died. He was shot right between the eyes. Tryin' to do a good deed, shoot, that could've been me. I'm glad I'm not the one who must explain this to his family.
This situation prompts the listener to consider what they would do if they heard someone in distress. Unfortunately, the man who tried to help Sally was killed - shot in the head. This resonates with me because I can imagine being in his position, and I'm grateful that I don't have to explain this tragic event to his family.

Homicide, it's also known as manslaughter. It can be a father, mother, son, or daughter. It can happen at anyplace, at any time. It can happen as I'm runnin' down this rhyme.
Homicide, or manslaughter, can happen to anyone - regardless of age or relationship. It can happen anywhere and at any time, and in the time it takes me to recite these words, another could occur.

First-degree murder, blood flows red. One day you're alive, the next day, you're dead. Nobody seen nothin', the suspect fled. Shot on the spot with a bullet to the head.
First-degree murder is brutal and vicious. Life can be taken away in an instant, and sometimes, no one even sees what happened. The perpetrator escaped without being caught, leaving their victim to lay lifeless with a bullet wound to the head.

As soon as it happened, everybody broke. Nobody seen nothin', and of course nobody spoke. Bein' questioned, it doesn't pay to rat-a-tat-tat. For if you rat, you might too get the gat, and get added to the list of those who fatally died. In the statistics, that's known as homicide.
Everyone scattered when the murder occurred, and nobody saw anything that could help identify the culprit. When questioned, it's dangerous to talk because the killer may come after you. Those who speak out against gang violence often end up dead themselves, and they become another statistic in the homicide count.