AZ:   Just like a motion picture, gun fire froze a nigga   Compose the liquor, caused me to stager, stumble over quicker   Duckin' low, wit the four four, tryin' to bust and blow   Empty out before the Po Po come bust the show   Sobered up, knew it was beef, but over what?   Been in the cut, escapin' these streets, they cold as fuck   Tuck my chain in, rose to my feet, no time for aimin'   Back arched, all you saw was sparks, niggas blazin'   One fell, callin' for help, heard him yell   My last shell, tore through his spine, it's time to bail   It's slow motion, dust in my clothes started ?boatin'?   It's bizarre copin', my blood flowin' like the Art Of Goshen   Thoughts racin', hit the corner slow pacin'   No destination, it's up North a nigga facin'      CHORUS: Panama P.I.   If we all gonna die, I'm prepared to meet my maker   But before I touch that death bed feel, I gotta see some paper   Keep my head to the sky, won't let no one pull us down   Do whatever it takes, 'cause that's the breaks, money make this world go    'round      AZ:   I pleed innocent, the love for my freedom is infinite   Thoughts was intimate, I mastered the minds, the mortal 10 percent   Self Defense, incarceration couldn't help repent   Caught in commotion at the time I felt it, felt intense   Him or me, it's misery through my memory   But mentally, outcome wise I feel no sympathy   You know the streets, how some niggas could go for weeks   Rock you slow to sleep, play you for doe, now you know it's beef   Know it's deep, I live my life on the creep   Tinted Jeeps, bulletproof coupes move Mystique      Foxy Brown: (AZ)   Let him speak, my dogg is innocent   It was my gats (Boo I got this), this cat named Roberto it's certain   Desert Ease in my skirts end   Let my nigga live (Oha), while I breed us up a kid   Face this little bi - tch      AZ:    No explanation, speedy trial, fuck the extra waitin'   Hesitatin', they know the time a nigga facin'   So what's the verdict?      CHORUS (overlaps the last line of AZ's verse)      AZ:   I feel ill inside, though my life is still a ride   Some may criticize, but it's a blessin', that I'm still alive   From all the smoke lit, all the hoes hit, all the cold shit   From comin' that close gettin' my dome split   Spreaded out, so much on my mind, gotta let it out   To live, and die for a cause I feel dead with out   Check my rap sheet, no prior cases, just some Tech's beef   Charged with drunk drivin' once, but I was half 'sleep   Swervin', off of St. Mark's and Burgan, in a rented Suburban   I must've dozed when I was turnin'   But peep this, I'm on trial now, no sign of weakness   No secrets, just goin' to court, & I'm tryin' to beat this   A new Don, another score, another new born, been too long   Here's a dick jury for y'all to chew on      {Judge's voice: Order in the court, order in the court   That's contempt of court!}      CHORUS (2 times)      Panama P.I.:   If we all gonna die