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Another shooting on the southeast side, this a drive-by, midday
Outside of the bus stop by Fuller and Franklin
Or near there, not far from the park
About a block from where the other shooting was last month
Or was it last week?

Shots were fired from an SUV heading northbound, Eastown
The target a rival, but they didn't hit the target this time
They hit a kid we think had nothing to do with it
And I travel backwards through time and space
And I disintegrate, become invisible
I wanna see it where I couldn't when it happened
I wanna see it all first hand this time
I wanna know what it felt like

So I float behind police lines
Reconstruct the scene in fragments of memories
I wanna know what his mother looked like up close
I wanna see her leaning over his body
So I float there, transcend time
I wanna capture it accurately
I wanna know what the color of the blood was
Spilling out from the tarp onto the concrete

I wanna write it all down, so I can always remember
If you could see it up close, how could you ever forget?
How senseless death, how precious life
I wanna be there when the bullet hit

And the crowd poured out as the shots drowned into siren sounds
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