Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Crime Stories/Interlude , by - Killah Priest. Release date: 31.12.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Crime Stories/Interlude |
| The mobster, long coat and brim hat, staggered in the rain |
| Fallin, load the .38, breathin heavy, beneath a window pane |
| Sideways from cop cars, echoes through his ears |
| And the rain blended with his tears, heart full of fear |
| He’s exhausted from the loss of blood, his head is drowsy |
| He thought to his self, «Damn, all the fake niggas around me» |
| So he fought off a thug, breathin heavy |
| With the weapon in his hand that he held was deadly |
| His face was sweaty |
| Damn, what you do when you at the door of life and death? |
| Plus you staggered 22 blocks, with a bullet in your chest |
| Plus you soakin wet |
| You might catch pneumonia, suddenly you smelt smell death’s foul aroma |
| It burnt his nose hairs like ammonia |
| He inhaled deep then fell asleep |
| Opened his eyes in Hell |
| Where he saw every nigga he made the sale |
| Every crack addict with a bad habit |
| Every drug users and every needle abuser |
| Never knew he worked for Lucifer |
| He shut his eyes and opened them again (Yo) |
| But still, he was there with the fire and brimstone |
| This is your home (Uh-oh), that’s it, end of poem |
| (Help me! AGGGH! HELP! HELP!) |