Song | Jane 5 |
Artist | EPMD |
Album | Back In Business |
Haircut like | |
Anita Baker | |
Murder? Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneMurder? | |
Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneMurder? | |
Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneMurder? | |
Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneAiyyo they came to my jail cell, and let me go on technicalities | |
The girl that got merked it wasn't | |
Jane it was ****in' | |
ValerieThe prostitute from downtown, we checked the dental records | |
Found her butt naked and on the side | |
EPMD record | |
Two hours later on | |
Greyhound, on my way now | |
Peeped the shorty up front, starin' wants to play now | |
Set gets laid out, she black, draws the gat | |
Screamin', “ | |
Lay flat”, then bust a cap as she walk back | |
Remain cool, | |
I want the money quality jewels | |
And anybody breakin' these rules they get two's | |
This is a jack, pass the money back, no eye contact | |
Relax and keep quiet and pass the bag back | |
To my accomplice havin' no nonsense | |
That's when another girl pushed up, white girl on some calm shit | |
Thinkin' quick that's when the hammer went click | |
An off-duty | |
P.O., licked off and touched first bitch | |
She fell, hit the floor, she was leakin' | |
My partner cock back, blast, one woman started screamin' | |
Who's next? | |
Who wanna flex? | |
Cop in the seat wet | |
Licked another shot off, hit the driver then the bus tipped | |
Shit's thick, that's when she grabbed me took me hostage | |
Told me, “ | |
Snatch the bags and don't **** with my props kid” | |
Pistol still smokin', she kicked the ****in' door open | |
Bus on it's side wheels spinnin' with the engine smokin' | |
Runnin' on the shoulders, she put the gat in the holster | |
I played it cool and never lost my composure | |
As screamin' soldier got closer, | |
I followed her to the | |
Drop point, she took the leads off a | |
Range Rover | |
And passed me the keys, proceeded to roll trees | |
Shorty gained her silence, guess what was in the | |
CDAnd as I did the knowledge the | |
Jeep raised from the hydraulic | |
I'm thinkin', "Could this be Jane as my co-pilot?" | |
Time to activate, | |
Jane on the license plate | |
Pushin' ninety-five with no headlights, on the interstate | |
Murder? Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneMurder? | |
Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneMurder? | |
Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneMurder? | |
Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneMurder? | |
Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneMurder? | |
Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneMurder? | |
Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneMurder? | |
Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
Jane |
Haircut like | |
Anita Baker | |
Murder? Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneMurder? | |
Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneMurder? | |
Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneMurder? | |
Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneAiyyo they came to my jail cell, and let me go on technicalities | |
The girl that got merked it wasn' t | |
Jane it was in' | |
ValerieThe prostitute from downtown, we checked the dental records | |
Found her butt naked and on the side | |
EPMD record | |
Two hours later on | |
Greyhound, on my way now | |
Peeped the shorty up front, starin' wants to play now | |
Set gets laid out, she black, draws the gat | |
Screamin', " | |
Lay flat", then bust a cap as she walk back | |
Remain cool, | |
I want the money quality jewels | |
And anybody breakin' these rules they get two' s | |
This is a jack, pass the money back, no eye contact | |
Relax and keep quiet and pass the bag back | |
To my accomplice havin' no nonsense | |
That' s when another girl pushed up, white girl on some calm shit | |
Thinkin' quick that' s when the hammer went click | |
An offduty | |
P. O., licked off and touched first bitch | |
She fell, hit the floor, she was leakin' | |
My partner cock back, blast, one woman started screamin' | |
Who' s next? | |
Who wanna flex? | |
Cop in the seat wet | |
Licked another shot off, hit the driver then the bus tipped | |
Shit' s thick, that' s when she grabbed me took me hostage | |
Told me, " | |
Snatch the bags and don' t with my props kid" | |
Pistol still smokin', she kicked the in' door open | |
Bus on it' s side wheels spinnin' with the engine smokin' | |
Runnin' on the shoulders, she put the gat in the holster | |
I played it cool and never lost my composure | |
As screamin' soldier got closer, | |
I followed her to the | |
Drop point, she took the leads off a | |
Range Rover | |
And passed me the keys, proceeded to roll trees | |
Shorty gained her silence, guess what was in the | |
CDAnd as I did the knowledge the | |
Jeep raised from the hydraulic | |
I' m thinkin', " Could this be Jane as my copilot?" | |
Time to activate, | |
Jane on the license plate | |
Pushin' ninetyfive with no headlights, on the interstate | |
Murder? Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneMurder? | |
Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneMurder? | |
Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneMurder? | |
Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneMurder? | |
Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneMurder? | |
Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneMurder? | |
Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
JaneMurder? | |
Yeah, murder one son, for the death of | |
Jane |