Malcolm Smalls - Pt 2: The Innocents (Interlude) lyrics

The bullets rippin across, riddled through yards Despicable odds, shortness of breath, begins with a cough The d**h rattle, rattled on, I picked up the call... Baby girl lied, died in the tight grip of her moms I had, to pause for a second and fall back... June 27th 2 thousand '11 it all crashed A father lookin down at a body so small that It'da probably break into a thousand of j**els on contact.. Delicate? beyond that... And they took my pride and joy, By a stray bullet I pray that they find the boy.. Cause they don't and I do... My innocence is through.. Stuck in the state of a race that is lose-lose No more, tending to her loose tooth.. Her talking to the tv, watching her Blue Clues Those days you did ballet in ya tutu I can't even tend to these boo-boos Can't say it'll be okay... You'll have a such a story behind that scrape... You'll be straight... Rememberin those faces you'd make, while I made you laugh Everything I lived for, gets lost in a flash.. Like overexposures.. replayed over and over.. Now I'm the one thats needs the shoulder... I used to.. Rock your little body while you cried.. Like, don't you want daddy to sleep tonight? Such a beautiful sight.. Those days I said you drove me crazy.. Were the days you saved me.. Patience can mold a baby.. Watching your motor sk**s grow... Wishing that you still spoke... Telling you keep flapping ya wings, my angel, one day you will float Is there still hope? Can I still cope??? Please talk to me... Please tell me in your little voice your fine.. And even though I failed to protect you.. In God's eyes, God why?