Mayor lyrics

[Intro]
{*knock at the door*}
[Mayor] Jesus Christ, who is it?!?!
[DaPIG] Officer Fleming!
[Mayor] Come in! Hey, good morning, how ya doin'?
[DaPIG] Good morning, Your Honor
[Mayor] Want a donut?
[DaPIG] Uhh, no thank you
[Mayor] What are you doin' with that shotgun...? {*last two words slow down*}
{*a burst of gunshots*}

[Verse 1: Pharoahe Monch]
And so it was that I had shot him–several times in the head
Mount Sinai, 6:15, pronounced dead
The news reporter said the assailaints fled the city
Meanwhile, I'm shacked across the street, in some sh*tty-ass
Hotel, waiting 'til things get a little quiet
Dunn, I could try to bounce, but nah, why should I even try it?
The riot that ensued – I viewed bird's-eye, 
Fifteen floors up, behind the curtains, in the nude
Took three-hundred and sixty-five to get close to him
Boast to him, roast, when I put the toast to him
Dangerous, the most heinous crimes have been committed
Through painless means, more famous lives have been acquitted
To hell he went – bent, sent, government issues
With my initial in print, ah, we'll never miss you
In the streets, understanding that you made it hard to eat, 
Complete the cypher, or, make ends meet
Twenty-five years, my father spent hard labor, you suspended him
From the force, placed his head beneath the pendulum
Peripheral vision now – doorknob shiftin'
Optical illusion, or the coke that I'm sniffin'
Think, primal instinct – maybe it's me?
Hit the lights, plus hit the floor simul-taneously
Seems as though this is manifested through some amazing dream
Dazed, cops entered the room with guns and laser beams
For days, it seems, we blast at one another
Bullets hit the chest of this Black undercover
My last minutes on Earth – drop, say a prayer
f*ck it, if I'm gonna die, at least I shot the Mayor!
[Chorus: Pharoahe Monch & female singer]
I feel pain and sorrow
My heart's hard and hollow
I can't go on to see tomorrow

I feel pain and sorrow
My heart's hard and hollow
I can't go on to see tomorrow

[Verse 2: Pharoahe Monch]
Walked out the room staggerin', dagger in my back
Dazed, wagglin' my leg, imaginin' I'm not afraid
Grazed and bruised, amazed at who's surroundin'
Cop guns–c*cked back, SWAT teams – astoundin'
From rooftops, troops plot to snipe my melon
Felon – Sergeant yellin' for me to come out, like Ellen
Compellin' walk through the lobby and the front door
Packin' hand grenades, and strapped with C-4
The more swine, the merrier; Harrier jets overhead, 
Ready to riddle my body with bullets of lead
A dead man walking, destination–devil's lair
f*ck it, if I'm gonna die, at least I shot the Mayor!

[Chorus: Pharoahe Monch & female singer]
I feel pain and sorrow
My heart's hard and hollow
I can't go on to see tomorrow
Whew – I've gone too far
Can't turn back no more
Please... – open your door!!!!!!