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I now pronounce you husband and wife |
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You may kiss the bride |
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Cops comin', shots fired, babies cry, I cry |
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Wishin' I could change but this is just my life |
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Cops comin', shots fired, babies cry, I cry |
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Wishin' I could change but this is just my life |
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God, why is my wife bleedin?? |
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Sheet covers her face, paramedics are leavin? |
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Her eyes are closed, it's apparent she's not breathin? |
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I'm a little confused about what it is I'm seein? |
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Plus, there's a naked man on my lawn |
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Police in the livin? room with all of they guns drawn |
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Out and the last thing I remember is |
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Uh, last thing I remember is |
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I received a text page from Julio |
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Who expressed that I left my cell phone in the studio |
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Right underneath the disc with the Pro Tools |
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Next to a six pack of O'Douls and some soul food |
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Yeah, and I was on my way home |
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Exit the expressway to use the payphone |
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But **** it, 'cause my wife isn't back from her trip |
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I sneak [Incomprehensible] into the house |
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And she'll never expect it, except that |
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Cops comin', shots fired, babies cry, I cry |
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Wishin' I could change but this is just my life |
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Cops comin', shots fired, babies cry, I cry |
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Wishin' I could change but this is just my life |
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He put the gun in my hand |
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Told me go take my revenge |
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Killin? him won't make it go away |
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It's only gon? bring more pain |
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I tied his hands behind his back to the night stand, fast |
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Ropes made bruises on his light skinned ass |
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See, I can play games too |
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Yeah, that's what I told him when he came to |
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Now look, see what the game and the fame do? |
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Made a deranged mind out of someone in your same crew |
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**** man, we grew up together |
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Run DMC, tougher than leather |
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With the same outfits, forty deuce |
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Takin' flicks like what, shit |
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Why did you **** my wife, man? |
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You should?ve took my life, man |
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I switched the gun into my right hand |
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The sweat accumulated on his forehead, I saw red, he said |
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Now was it worth it, man? |
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Was it everythin? you imagined? Was it perfect? |
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He put the gun in my hand |
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Told me go take my revenge |
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Killin? him won't make it go away |
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It's only gon' bring more pain |
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He put the gun in my hand and told |
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Told me to go take my revenge |
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Killin? him won't make it go away, no |
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It's only gon' bring more pain |
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Took you to be my lawfully wedded wife |
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To have, to hold, to love and cherish but |
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Death did us apart, what a coincidence |
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Now, perhaps the police will be convinced |
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That it was an accident |
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If I'm accurate and careful with the evidence |
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This mother****er trespassin? up my residence |
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And to believe those vile set a precedence |
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From the start I should have been obvious, I never did |
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Prevalent, the wicked debauchery and decadence |
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Was carried out with such masterful excellence |
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And this is the stick where you rip my heart |
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It was natural to transform murder into art |
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And the weight of my conscience would knowingly carry |
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365 days to the date that we was married |
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Thoughts of how would achieve the murder would vary |
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We're closer than ever, together we'll be buried 'cause |
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Evil eyes that bide, how they go |
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You [Incomprehensible] lied to me, what did they see? |
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I just lost control, had to let you go |
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I cry but slowly you try, so slowly you die |
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Buried alive in the grave, too exhausted to climb out |
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Before dirt was tossed on me, come to find out |
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Old friend of mine she sleepin? with committed the crime |
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In the past three years, switched identities six times |
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And all the while I'm devoted to love and loyalty |
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They plotted on my publishin? checks and royalties |
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She's thinkin? it?s true love, he's scammin? her for the quop |
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[Incomprehensible] to devise my own intuitive plot |
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Put the pros on him, launched the probe on him |
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Now harm him, pen him, get him exactly where I wanted him |
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Cornered him, now his mission is aborted |
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You are about to be professionally extorted |
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Guess who you're 'bout to murder tonight? |
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Miss pretty brown eyes while she sleeps under the moonlight |
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Do it and bounce, the keys to the crib, you'll find under the mat |
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In the front of the house, just do it, word out |
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Evil eyes that bide, how they go |
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You [Incomprehensible] lied to me, what did they see? |
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I just lost control, had to let you go |
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I cry but slowly you try, so slowly you die |