Murder Was the Case that They Gave Me

I still remember the Snoop Dogg song of the same title. I think I was 19 or 20 when it came out.

Here's part of the first verse with a scene setter - Snoop is sort of daydreaming that he has been shot and sort of feels his life slipping away as paramedics work on him. He expresses regret and asks "what if" he'd led a different life:
As I look up at the sky
My mind starts trippin,
a tear drops (from) my eye,
My body temperature falls
I'm shakin' and they breakin'
tryin to save the Dogg
Pumpin on my chest and I'm screamin'
I stop breathin'
Damn! I see demons,
Dear God, I wonder can ya save me...

I remember my guys and I thinking this song was so powerful. Of course, we knew it was just entertainment. Too bad waaaaaaaaaay too many kids still take songs like this as some kind of badge of honor and testament to living reckless and dying young.

Anyway, I don't want to get too preachy. I'll leave that to the pros. Check out my most recent article. It ran in today's Miami Herald. It's about plans by a group of ministers to try to help police stem the tide of juvenile homicides in the Miami area.