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Al B. Sure Testifies: The Chilling Truth About Kim Porter’s Death—And What Happened Next

Introduction: A Testimony That Changed Everything

The federal courtroom was thick with tension as Al B. Sure—singer, producer, and Kim Porter’s former partner—took the witness stand. In a trial already marked by scandal, his presence added a new, haunting dimension. He was not there as a celebrity or grieving ex, but as a man who claimed to have nearly lost his life for knowing too much.

For years, whispers and rumors had surrounded the mysterious 2018 death of Kim Porter, model, mother, and longtime companion of Sean “Diddy” Combs. Now, under oath, Al B. Sure’s words would carry more weight than ever before. What followed was a testimony that would shake the courtroom—and the music industry—to its core.

Remembering Kim: More Than a Statistic

Al began not with accusations, but with memories. He described Kim’s laugh, her energy, and her fierce devotion to her children. But the warmth of his recollection quickly gave way to a chilling shift.

“Kim warned me years before she passed,” he said. “She told me I was too trusting. She said, ‘If you keep being this open with everyone, you’re going to get hurt—or worse.’ I didn’t understand her back then. Now I do.”

According to Al, Kim confided in him that she feared for her life. She believed people in Diddy’s inner circle were not just enablers, but dangerous. The judge urged Al to stick to the facts, and he pressed on, voice trembling.

“I’m here because I believe what happened to Kim was not natural. And I believe what happened to me—my coma—was not accidental.”

A gasp rippled through the gallery.

The Mysterious Coma: Al’s Brush With Death

Al B. Sure recounted the events leading up to his sudden, unexplained coma in 2022. Doctors diagnosed him with multi-organ failure. “I was healthy. One day I was fine, the next I was gone. Flatline.” He paused, gathering himself. “That wasn’t the first time I felt targeted.”

Court officials confirmed Al had initially tried to avoid testifying, out of fear for his safety. “But silence is the real death sentence,” Al said. “If I didn’t speak now, everything Kim died trying to tell us would be in vain.”

Final Conversations: Kim’s Fears and Warnings

Al shared one of his last conversations with Kim, just weeks before her death. “They’re watching me. They tap my calls. I feel like someone’s always outside my house,” Kim reportedly told him.

She kept a detailed notebook, Al said—a diary with names, dates, and locations. “If anything happens to me, it wasn’t an accident,” she told him. Kim had allegedly planned to go public with information that could ruin lives, especially about Diddy’s alleged control, manipulation, threats, and surveillance.

After Kim’s death, Al hired a private investigator to retrieve her belongings. But the house had already been cleaned out—her phone, laptop, notebooks, all gone. “It was like someone knew exactly what to look for,” he said.

Law Enforcement’s Response: Dismissal and Warnings

Al described his experience with law enforcement after Kim’s death. “I told them what she said to me. I begged them to look into it. Instead, they laughed, told me I was paranoid, and said I should focus on grief counseling.”

That same day, he received a warning—not from police, but from a friend of a friend: “You’re poking around too much.” It was a threat, not advice.

A Pattern of Silence: The Deaths Around Diddy

Al’s testimony went further. He pointed to a pattern: Kim Porter, Andre Harrell (heart attack), Heavy D (heart failure)—all connected to Diddy, all reportedly working on memoirs or books before their deaths. “You tell me that’s a coincidence,” Al said.

He revealed that weeks before his coma, he received an anonymous flash drive with voice memos, names, and timestamps—evidence, he believed, of something sinister. The drive vanished from his home during his hospitalization. “My security cameras were disabled that night. It was like someone knew exactly when I’d be out of commission.”

Threats, Bribes, and Fear

Al testified that after Kim’s death, a former Bad Boy Records employee contacted him through a third party, offering $500,000 to retract his public comments and declare he had no concerns about Kim’s death. Al refused. “She meant too much. My son deserves the truth about what happened to his mother.”

He admitted to sleeping with a firearm, hiring private security, and changing his phone number multiple times. “It was like being stalked by shadows. I couldn’t prove anything, but I felt it. And now that I’m on this stand, I know they’re listening.”

The Night Kim Died: Inconsistencies and Questions

Prosecutors asked Al to recount what he knew about November 15, 2018—the day Kim Porter was found dead. “We were all celebrating Quincy’s Netflix deal. Kim was vibrant, healthy, dancing with her kids. There was no sign of illness.”

Al said Kim had told him that night she felt she was being watched again. But what disturbed the courtroom most was his account of how Kim was found. Contrary to public reports that she died peacefully in bed, Al said he was told she was found on the bathroom floor near the tub, with blood stains on her pillowcase and a trail from the bed to the bathroom.

He tried to access the autopsy, but the results were sealed. “The more I pushed, the more people backed off.”

The 911 Call and Autopsy Mysteries

Al revealed that Kim called 911 herself at 2:43 a.m. on the morning she died, but wasn’t found until nearly nine hours later. “Why did they say she died of pneumonia if she was screaming for help in the middle of the night? Why does the coroner’s report say she was discovered in bed when I’ve seen private photos that show otherwise?”

Prosecutors entered new photographic evidence reportedly showing blood on the bed frame and a disheveled bathroom floor. The defense objected, but the judge allowed it.

Kim’s Recordings and Manuscript: Evidence Gone Missing

Al testified that Kim kept an old-school tape recorder in her room, documenting calls, conversations, and even fights with Diddy. “If anything ever happened, those tapes would explain it all. They were her insurance. But after her death—gone. The safe was empty. The tapes, journals, hard drives—all gone. Someone got there before we could.”

Kim had also been working on a memoir. “It’s not just my story,” she told Al. “It’s everyone’s story. I’m going to tell the truth about the industry, about Diddy, about what it means to survive in this world.” But after her death, the manuscript disappeared.

Patterns and Paranoia: More Than Coincidence?

Al pointed out that Andre Harrell, mentor to Diddy, was finishing a memoir before his sudden heart attack. Heavy D had just started writing his own book before his death. “What do all these people have in common? They all knew Diddy. They all had stories. And now they’re all gone.”

He concluded, “I don’t think Kim died of pneumonia. I think she died of silence—of keeping secrets for too long. And I was almost next.”

Poisoning and Paranoia: The Coma Revisited

Al described the days before his coma: strange phone calls, slashed tires, a man trying to access his building, and his Wi-Fi disabled for days. “Then I got sick—fast, unnaturally fast. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t eat. Within days I was in the ER, and then I woke up a month later in the ICU.”

Toxicology tests showed substances in his blood that did not match anything prescribed or ingested voluntarily. “They told me I had been poisoned,” Al said. But the official report listed “undetermined complications.”

Kim’s Last Words: A Warning From the Grave

In one of the most emotional moments, Al read from a letter Kim wrote days before her death: “I’m scared. If anything happens, take care of Quincy. And don’t stop fighting. You’ll know when the time comes.”

He played a voicemail from Kim, recovered from his phone backups: “Hey, it’s me. I don’t want to text this, so I’m just calling. Something doesn’t feel right lately. If something happens, you need to tell the truth. Don’t let them write my ending. You know what we’ve seen, what we’ve lived through. Watch your back, Al.”

The courtroom was silent. One juror wiped away tears.

The Book That Never Was: Kim’s Secret Project

Al testified that Kim had been working on an unpublished manuscript since 2012, keeping everything in a black notebook—names, dates, voice memos, burner phones, all gone after her death. She planned to release the book under a pseudonym through a European publisher.

One chapter described her first encounter with Diddy’s alleged “dark room” parties; another detailed violent outbursts never before made public. Al read from an email Kim sent him: “If this gets me killed, please know I did my best. I don’t want to be remembered as some model or music mogul’s ex. I want my story told honestly, even if it comes from the grave.”

Surveillance and Stalking: The Price of Truth

Private investigators hired by Al after his recovery presented evidence that he had been tailed by unknown individuals during multiple public appearances. Dash cam footage, store camera stills, and geolocation pings all showed a pattern: someone was following him.

“I’ve lived through enough to know when someone wants you gone,” Al said. “But the most disturbing part came when Kim told me, ‘If anything happens to me, don’t trust what they say. Look deeper. And don’t let Quincy near Shawn unless you’re there.’”

Conclusion: A Reckoning Long Overdue

As Al B. Sure stepped down from the witness stand, the courtroom was left in stunned silence. This was no longer just a celebrity trial. It was a reckoning—a warning from the grave, a challenge to the silence that has long protected the powerful.

“She wanted to be more than a footnote in his story,” Al said. “She was a mother, a survivor, and someone who finally got tired of being silenced. Now I owe it to her to make sure the silence ends.”

With that, the prosecution rested, and the whispers began: What Al had unleashed was not just testimony, but the possibility of unlocking one of the darkest, most carefully buried secrets in hip-hop history.