text: And the question remains, why was he gunned down in the streets of Los Angeles and who was responsible?
  Im feelin some type of way
  Can somebody explain why? 
  Why they took your life away and left filled with some much pain
  I gotta make it on my own, like whos gon hold me down, down 
  Your life was so profound, cant nobody wear your crown
  They took your life in vain but your memories still remain
  Its a misery to me, Ill 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 wasnt 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 didnt know if we be over
  In just a matter of time 
  I felt so helpless and frustrated and I damn near lost my mind
  And I still dont have the answers even after all this time
  Im feelin some type of way
  Can somebody explain why? 
  Why they took your life away and left filled with some much pain
  I gotta make it on my own, like whos gon hold me down, down 
  Your life was so profound, cant nobody wear your crown
  They took your life in vain but your memories still remain
  Its a misery to me, Ill give anything to know who shot ya
  And I swear to god I know somebody knows who shot ya
  Somebody knows
  Cant believe its been this long
  Twenty years have come and gone
  There is so much we need to know 
  And until I get some kind of resolution
  I cannot choose to let go 
  No help from the police
  So we hang on to the memories
  Whoever did it better stay low-key
  Cause its hard to creep them Brooklyn streets
  I felt so helpless and frustrated and I damn near lost my mind 
  And I still dont have the answers even after all this time
  Im feelin some type of way
  Can somebody explain why? 
  Why they took your life away and left filled with some much pain
  I gotta make it on my own, like whos gon hold me down, down 
  Your life was so profound, cant nobody wear your crown
  They took your life in vain but your memories still remain
  Its a misery to me, Ill give anything to know who shot ya
  And I swear to god I know somebody knows who shot ya
  Somebody knows
  I dont even know where to start and its very hard to address it
  A conversation still that most niggas dont 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 cant try over bein a baby, not havin my father
  My heart continues to go after CJ and Tyanna
  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 yall had the chance to talk in heaven fellas
  About the truth that really led to why yall both aint here to tell us
  Yall 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 police are searching for his killer