Somebody Knows (feat. Busta Rhymes)

And the question remains, Why was he gunned down in the streets of Los Angeles And who was responsible? I'm feelin' some type of way Can somebody explain why? (who shot ya) Why they took your life away and left filled with some much pain I gotta make it on my own, like who's gon' hold me down, down (who shot ya) Your life was so refound, can't nobody wear your crown They took your life in vain but your memories still remain It's a misery to me, I'll give anything to know who shot ya And I swear to god I know somebody knows who shot ya Somebody knows We were havin' a good time up in the party Even though we wasn't really speakin' at the time And we never got to have a conversation That still weighs heavy on my mind Busy ignorin' each other We didn't know if we be over In just a matter of time (neighbors call the cops, said they heard mad shots) I felt so helpless and frustrated and I damn near lost my mind And I still don't have the answers even after all this time I'm feelin' some type of way Can somebody explain why? (who shot ya) Why they took your life away and left filled with some much pain I gotta make it on my own, like who's gon' hold me down, down (who shot ya) Your life was so refound, can't nobody wear your crown They took your life in vain but your memories still remain It's a misery to me, I'll give anything to know who shot ya And I swear to god I know somebody knows who shot ya Somebody knows Can't believe it's been this long Twenty years have come and gone There is so much we need to know (Old school, new school need to learn though) And until I get some kind of resolution I cannot choose to let go (yeah) No help from the police Only hang on to the memories Whoever did it better stay low-key 'Cause it's hard to creep them Brooklyn streets I felt so helpless and frustrated and I damn near lost my mind (damn near lost my mind) And I still don't have the answers even after all this time I'm feelin' some type of way Can somebody explain why? (who shot ya) Why they took your life away and left filled with some much pain I gotta make it on my own, like who's gon' hold me down, down (who shot ya) Your life was so refound, can't nobody wear your crown They took your life in vain but your memories still remain It's a misery to me, I'll give anything to know who shot ya And I swear to god I know somebody knows who shot ya Somebody knows I don't even know where to start and it's very hard to address it A conversation still that most niggas don't want to mess with Continue his blessings I send to you and Mama Wallace To this day I carry a picture of BIG in my wallet While I give you these bars, I try not to lose my composure It has been twenty years and yes you still lookin' for closure Still can't try over bein' a baby, not havin' my father My heart continues to go after CJ and T'yanna Tryna avoid truckin' 'bout it, not to revisit the drama Let me remind the shooter that the most gangster nigga is karma Big Poppa, yes, we will rep your legacy proper And now downtown to provide the answers in your honor Frank and Pac, I hope y'all had the chance to talk in heaven fellas About the truth that really led to why y'all both ain't here to tell us Y'all probably up there talkin' about who really fuckin' did it Maybe you a sinners should sign with some honest answers in it I walk to Tillery park where we use to smoke with Flex and Even after all this time, we could never fully accept it From Western house Brooklyn to bein' one of the great To the last time we linked up, I shed a tear at your wake The Notorious B.I.G. was silenced forever, and Los Angeles are searching for his killer