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Homicide

アーティスト：LL Cool J  アルバム：G.O.A.T.: Greatest Of All Time  作詞：GUEDES CARLOS MANUEL/SMITH JAMES TODD/L L COOL J  作曲：GUEDES CARLOS MANUEL/SMITH JAMES TODD/L L COOL J 

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This for my man yo... word up [Radio transmission] "I got a 187 on the corner of Farmers boulevard in Linden." "Uh, drug related?" "The usual." I don't mean this in a disrespectful way But Columbine happens in the ghetto every day When the shit goes down y'all aint got nothing to say [Verse 1] He kicked the old lady's door in, threw her on the floor Choked her to death so she don't scream no more He need some white chocolate, he feel it in his bones He heard she refinanced and got a bank loan He used to mow the lawn, take the garbage out Now she in the closet wit a sock in her mouth Copped a chain, copped some crills Crack pipe in his windpipe, twistin like a drill Run around frontin, buyin his mens kicks Gassed a broad up so she can help her rent a whip The other killer peeped him out flashin a knot A well known murderer, check the ill plot Call up Corey Buns, get him on the block Niggas gotta eat, plus he front alot He came through, straight strip search He said I'm comin back, and I'ma put in work Niggas told him, ayo leave that shit alone But pride mixed with crack, had him in a zone Prepared for more shit than Depends Eyes bloodshot through a Cardier lens Niggas said Buns came through lookin strange Yeah, Buns won't stay in his lane Aight, Buns want ghetto fame And caught two in the Ukraine at point blank range It's a, Homicide, just a Homicide [8X] I don't mean this in a disrespectful way But Columbine happens in the ghetto every day When the shit goes down y'all aint got nothing to say [Verse 2] Jamaician cat, real treacherous Used to smuggle burners up from Texas Had the ill crib out in Rosedale Took the money from the trunk and copped a fishscale Chinese Jamacian, real pretty nigga Love puffin blunts, throwin bodies in the river One of the illest niggas that the world ever saw Used to take loaded nines and throw 'em on the floor He was from Brooklyn, and I don't know the block I met him at the flicks he commented on my rocks We rolled back to back, while I was slingin raps He was slingin crack, I was seventeen fascinated by the



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