Hands Video (MV)

I used to hang with this dude
We used to chill after school
He kept a pack of cigarettes
Because he thought it was cool
I used to think he was cool
He drove an old school regal
He used to chill on Moncrief
And nobody bother him neither
We was young and naïve
Thought nobody could check us
Like politicians were honest
And the policemen protect us
Boy we were dead wrong
And now he dead and gone
But now we movin' too fast
Back to the story we passed
Thru the corner store the owners know us
Cop profiled us. Didn't notice
Goldeneye on 64 and
"Yes I just got 2 controllers"
Talkin' bout how one day we'll be
Football players. Signing bonus
I don't know what we did
Just bein' kids
I was zonin', microphonin'
Didn't see him but I heard him
Sticks and stones are breakin' bones
But words will give a guilty verdict
Yelling like we stole something
As we head for the door
When we both tried to run
The police pulled out a gun
And he said...

Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Everybody in the building
Put your hands up
Keep your hands high
Keep your hands high
Keep em where I can see em boy
Keep your hands high
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Man we killas if you feel us
Put your hands up
Keep your hands high
Keep your hands high
Don't nobody need to die

Here we go
Never thought that I'd be in this situation but
Here I am
It's now or never how will I ever
Stick to the plan
When loyalty is measured with bullets and grams
It only takes a second for shizz to hit the fan right?
Damn right, it's like I'm living in spark lights
And every second I'm breathing I'm feeding the dark nights
With dark times coming, I'm sick running from my past
Second chance looking like its my last and now
Before I know it yo it's go time and there's no time to waste
Check the wire on my chest and wipe the sweat up out my face
Feeling tired but yo tired's just gonna have to wait cause it's
One more trip to the lion's den and hell maybe then I'm gonna seal my fate
Gotta get it all on the tape or it's all for not so we
Conversate
Undercover listenin' around the block but it's too late cause he don't
See the glock and then BLAM!
Slowly fade to black, hole in my back but
Before I fade away its red and blue and voices saying

Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Everybody in the building
Put your hands up
Keep your hands high
Keep your hands high
Keep em where I can see em boy
Keep your hands high
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Man we killas if you feel us
Put your hands up
Keep your hands high
Keep your hands high
Don't nobody need to die