“Officer, I saw the whole thing”
Doesn’t that title have a ring
‘Cause in D.C., if you snitch,
You’re considered a rat, not a king
Snitches get found in ditches,
For exposing someone’s business
See no evil and hear no evil
Now it’s open and shut repeat what
I don’t know what you’re talking about
If you saw something, and you want To live,
Don’t give information to the cops,
Or someone might put a hit in your head
Trust no one but God, not even your mama
cease-fire, don’t smoke the brothers
Just like my company D.C. dream team
A violence protection program, the youth is our dreams
MBYLI was a program I was in
To become an entrepreneur and only work for him
See when his son died, I must admit
“Officer, I saw the whole thing,” right
Now I would be dead and killed,
Vengeance ain’t mine, I saw nothing, I lied
God is the hitter and that why he spared me my life
“Officer, I saw the whole thing,”
No you didn’t,
You try snitching,
Your name on paperwork
Stand on it; in D.C., you ain’t safe,
Never go to protective custody
If you love your life, just pretend you saw nothing.
