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dmx – crime story lyrics


man, uh
sh-t stay happen
ya know
its crazy dog
its off the hook
but you know
real n-gg-s survive
no regardless
them heartless

who is this i see, comin’ through, it’s like 3
on the a.m., i’ma rob this n-gg-
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 n-gg-s learn the hard way, then i teach ’em
be in the wrong place at the wrong time, then i leach ’em
like jigga said, n-gg-s 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 b-tches 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 f-cking 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, it’s gonna be you, than me
aiight? feel me o

day 2 of the saga
this f-ckin’ 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 sh-t they tried to sell me
got me no where but broke and f-cked up in the game
but now i got a name, and n-gg-s 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 b-tch “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 h-rn, he like
“f-ck, you done did it
they a ran up in my crib, n-gg-, pattin down my kid” [dial tone]

put the harness on the dog, load up the weapons
murder’s on my mind, no half steppin’
motherf-ckers want war, you can get it,
cuz i’m tired of runnin’, remember me as the n-gg- that died gunnin’
kamakaze mission, c-4 strapped to the chest
run up in that joint, raw dog, f-ck 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 motherf-ckers with me
i ain’t sittin around
waiting for them f-ggot n-gg-s to come and get me
i bring it to ’em, service with a smile
what n-gg-? didn’t know a dog with rabies was up in the cut, n-gg-?
now that you finally findin’ out what this sh-t means
i’m at the precinct, 116th
run up in there
open up my jacket “you m-th-f-ckers lookin’ for me?”
well here i am “now you comin’ with me”

man, that sh-t 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

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