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Artiste : DMX
Titre : Crime Story
Mnn
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
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"

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