Текст песни Dmx - Crime Story
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MnnMan, uhShit stay happenYa knowIts crazy dogIts off the hookBut you knowReal niggas surviveNo regardlessThem heartlessWho is this I see, comin` through, its like 3On the a.m., I`ma rob this niggaAn when I`m done, I`ma slay himFor bein` stupid like, comin` through after 1 or 2And havin` a gun that he couldn`t get toYeah, that one`ll doFoolish niggas learn the hard way, then I teach `emBe in the wrong place at the wrong time, then I leach `emLike Jigga said, niggas test youWhen your gun goes warmSo I keep `em scatteringLike roaches, when the light turns offFrom night to dawnRight from wrongHope no way3-57 slugs with a snub nose, dray eightSettin` all you bitches straight (what)Squashin` all beefsTo the point where the policeBe blockin` all streetsGot me trapped up in the buildingBut you know how that goI stay fucking with the hood ratsAnd I run up in the rab holeRun through the hallwaySee police, face to faceAnd bein` I`m tellin` you this storyMeans I caught another caseIts either you or meAnd more than likely, its gonna be you, than meAiight? Feel me ODay 2 of the sagaThis fuckin` drama continuesWakin` up like every 2 hours, lookin` out my windowPlus I keep the 4-4 pointed at the doorJust in case, when they bust in, I bust themAnd 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 meGot me no where but broke and fucked up in the gameBut now I got a name, and niggas know my nameKnock of the door "police, we lookin` for a manKilled 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 dressedAnd that guy sounds kinda dangerous, I hope you make an arrest"That was a close one, now I know I gotta get outta the cityCuz I know I`m hotter than lave, I`m holla the mouthGot my dog on the horn, he like"Fuck, you done did itThey a ran up in my crib, nigga, pattin down my kid" (dial tone)Put the harness on the dog, load up the weaponsMurder`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 chestRun up in that joint, raw dog, fuck the vestThey can keep theirs, cuz it won`t be the slugs that`ll kill `emIt`ll be the raw of the C-4 as I`m bringin` down the buildingWhen I go, taking a bunch of the motherfuckers with meI ain`t sittin aroundwaiting for them faggot niggas to come and get meI bring it to `em, service with a smileWhat nigga? Didn`t know a dog with rabies was up in the cut, nigga?Now that you finally findin` out what this shit meansI`m at the precinct, 116thRun up in thereOpen up my jacket "You muthafuckers lookin` for me?"Well here I am "Now you comin` with me"(Explosion)Man, that shit is crazy babyCan you dig it, can you dig it, can you feel it, is you wit itIts off the hook y`all