Crime Story Lyrics

Man, uh

Shit stay happen

Ya know

Its crazy dog

Its off the hook

But you know

Real niggas survive

No regardless

Them heartless

Who is this I see, comin' through, its like 3

On the a.m., I'ma rob this nigga

An when I'm done, I'ma slay him

For bein' stupid like, comin' through after 1 or 2

And havin' a gun that he couldn't get to

Yeah, that one'll do

Foolish niggas learn the hard way, then I teach 'em

Be in the wrong place at the wrong time, then I leach 'em

Like Jigga said, niggas test you

When your gun goes warm

So I keep 'em scattering

Like roaches, when the light turns off

From night to dawn

Right from wrong

Hope no way

3-57 slugs with a snub nose, dray eight

Settin' all you bitches straight (what)

Squashin' all beefs

To the point where the police

Be blockin' all streets

Got me trapped up in the building

But you know how that go

I stay fucking with the hood rats

And I run up in the rab hole

Run through the hallway

See police, face to face

And bein' I'm tellin' you this story

Means I caught another case

Its either you or me

And more than likely, its gonna be you, than me

Aiight? Feel me O

Day 2 of the saga
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This fuckin' drama continues

Wakin' up like every 2 hours, lookin' out my window

Plus I keep the 4-4 pointed at the door

Just in case, when they bust in, I bust them

And I'm gunnin' for the face

"What a waste of potential" is what my teachers used to tell me

"You can always get a job" and cheap shit they tried to sell me

Got me no where but broke and fucked up in the game

But now I got a name, and niggas know my name

Knock of the door "police, we lookin' for a man

Killed a couple of cops last night and the reward is ten grand"

I play like a bitch "Its just me here, and I'm not dressed

And that guy sounds kinda dangerous, I hope you make an arrest"

That was a close one, now I know I gotta get outta the city

Cuz I know I'm hotter than lave, I'm holla the mouth

Got my dog on the horn, he like

"Fuck, you done did it

They a ran up in my crib, nigga, pattin down my kid" [dial tone]

Put the harness on the dog, load up the weapons

Murder's on my mind, no half steppin'

Motherfuckers want war, you can get it,

Cuz I'm tired of runnin', remember me as the nigga that died gunnin'

Kamakaze mission, C-4 strapped to the chest

Run up in that joint, raw dog, fuck the vest

They can keep theirs, cuz it won't be the slugs that'll kill 'em

It'll be the raw of the C-4 as I'm bringin' down the building

When I go, taking a bunch of the motherfuckers with me

I ain't sittin around

waiting for them faggot niggas to come and get me

I bring it to 'em, service with a smile

What nigga? Didn't know a dog with rabies was up in the cut, nigga?

Now that you finally findin' out what this shit means

I'm at the precinct, 116th

Run up in there

Open up my jacket "You muthafuckers lookin' for me?"

Well here I am "Now you comin' with me"

(Explosion)

Man, that shit is crazy baby

Can you dig it, can you dig it, can you feel it, is you wit it

Its off the hook y'all

DMX Crime Story