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They shot me they got me man Soundboard
"They shot me" - the words echoed in my ears, reverberating through the dark alleyway where I lay bleeding. The sound of gunshots still lingered in the air, mingling with the harsh gasps of my breath as I struggled to stay conscious. The sharp crack of the firearm had pierced the quiet night, shattering the peace with its violent intrusion. Each syllable of those words felt like a dagger twisting in my chest, a cruel reminder of the betrayal that had brought me to this moment of agony.
"They got me, man" - the despair in those words was palpable, tinged with a sense of resignation and defeat. The realization that I had been bested, that I had fallen victim to their treacherous plot, hung heavy in the air. The sound of footsteps approaching echoed off the graffiti-covered walls, growing louder with each passing second. It was the sound of impending doom, the signal of the hunters drawing close to claim their prize. I clenched my fists, my only defiance against the inevitability of my fate.
"They shot me, they got me, man" - the repetition of those words felt like a lament, a mournful plea for help that would never come. The sound of sirens wailing in the distance added to the cacophony of chaos, a grim reminder of the aftermath of violence. The world seemed to spin around me, a blur of colors and sounds that I could no longer make sense of. The metallic tang of blood filled my mouth, a taste of my own mortality that lingered with the bitter sting of regret.
"They shot me, they got me, man" - the words echoed in my mind like a broken record, a relentless loop of agony and despair. The sound of distant laughter floated through the air, mocking my suffering with its cruel indifference. I closed my eyes, trying to shut out the cacophony of sounds that assaulted my senses. But even in the darkness behind my eyelids, the memory of their betrayal haunted me like a ghost, whispering those damning words over and over again.
"They shot me, they got me, man" - the sound of my own voice seemed foreign to me now, distorted by pain and fear. The world around me grew dimmer with each passing moment, as if a curtain was slowly falling on the final act of my life. The distant sound of a police siren grew louder, a harsh reminder of the consequences that awaited my assailants. But in that moment, all I could focus on was the raw agony that consumed me, the searing pain that threatened to drown out all other sounds.
"They shot me, they got me, man" - the sound of footsteps drew closer, their rhythm echoing like a death knell in my ears. I tensed, steeling myself for the inevitable confrontation that awaited me. The world seemed to slow down, each passing second stretching out into an eternity of anticipation and dread. And then, all at once, the sounds around me faded into nothingness, swallowed by the gaping maw of silence.
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