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| XXL: Has anyone stood in court and said she's lying? Shyne: In my closing arguments, my lawyers gonna prove that she's a liar. The DA done proved she's lying. The bitch claims she fell on [Puff] when the shots went off and all the security niggas are saying Wolf was on top of him! On the realla, I never seen that honey up in there. Bitches don't even be in the club they be at the do', searchin' other hoes. I never seen her over there. And then they show the phone records of [Puff's] niggas callin' her, gettin at her. XXL: Has all this come out in court? Shyne: Yeeeeah! Nigga, the phone records, that nigga's a rat. He's a rat, and he payin' niggas 20 thousand a month on some publicity shit, got these crackers workin for him, throwin' salt in the game like he's just this innocent nigga, and I'm not saying what duke did, 'cause I'm not a rat. I ain't gonna go his way. All these niggas is dick ridin' on the radio stations, on TV, like, ain't none of this going on, 'cause fuck me. I'm just some wild violent nigga that just came in the club and shot shit up-with two shots. Shot shit up. XXL: Lemme ask you. At the moment that-what caused you to pull your gun? Shyne: Whadda you mean, what caused me to pull my gun? XXL: What happened? Shyne: They fired at me, man. Somebody tried to shoot me. XXL: Okay. But you don't know the name of that person? Shyne: Dog- XXL: It was the person standing next to Scar? Shyne: Playboy, you gotta respect my gangsta, man. I already told you I ain't get up on the stand and start talking. I ain't gonna start testifying to you. Dog, don't believe me, nigga. The evidence is there. They got two .40- caliber bullets in the ceiling; they got three .40-caliber shells on the flo'. So don't take my word for it. You got David Cubiletti telling you, you got [witness] Tovan Jones telling you. And you got the evidence there, dog. The club owner came on the stand and was like, ain't never been a shoot-out in the three years he had at the club. So them bullets came there that night. And they said Puff had a nine, so it wasn't his burner. XXL: Is that what you had, a nine? Shyne: That's what they caught me with, dog. XXL: It's been reported that when you left the club you bumped into a police officer and they took the gun from you. Is this accurate? Shyne: Yeah, they snatched me up. They grabbed me outside the club. XXL: How does it feel when you are sitting in the courtroom and people are testifying that you shot your gun? Shyne: I was defending myself. I'm a little bit heated right now, watching niggas just rattin' and watching niggas lie. Ain't one nigga come up in the courtroom and just told the truth, ya know what I'm sayin'? Ain't one nigga come up in there and say "Yeah, he pulled out his gun, he fired in the air after them kids shot at him,." Ain't one nigga do that. You know, I could take that. I take responsible for having a burner. The only reason I had a burner was 'cause I just got shot at. XXL: The month before, at Daddy's House. Shyne: And I got shot when I was 15. I got my whole shoulder ripped up. That's in your magazine. You understand? And you come up in this game, a nigga that left that warfield, I'm up in here thinking shit is sweet. Like I'm just gonna make my little records, man, mind my business and I'm cool. 'Cause after I got shot at 15, it was like, I ain't gonna go nowhere, I'ma stay in the house man, 'cause my moms is about to go depressed and I'ma get my little diploma, man, and I'ma walk right. That was my M.O. I'm thinkin', "Ah, come on, man Puff Daddy. Niggas is sellin' millions of records, makin'' money. Nobody ain't got time for no drams; niggas is easy." I'm going to the studio everyday, minding my business, writing my songs. I ain't even rolling with my niggas from Brooklyn. I'm just happy to be here. And then shit happened and that shit just devastated me, dog. That put me in a state of shock. I had made a promise to God. "I'm good, man. If it mean me carrying a burner or getting myself back in any more problems, I ain't gonna go outside." Then I'm in the rap game, thinkin', "Not here. Not here. Not niggas livin' on Park Avenue." |