| Only thing I know is they sent him from the slum
|
| He had a message for me it was Infamous' his son
|
| I just got back from the pen for murder that I done
|
| Boy tried to bass loud so I left em in a drum
|
| Now here this nigga Rain come
|
| Zipped up like a zip gun
|
| Sixteen, one in the head, the whole the clip son
|
| His daddy get cheese he sat on a few ki’s
|
| About 80 something RPM’s a real smooth speed
|
| Piano tune need, I’m a make this fool bleed
|
| His mama name was probably MPC 2 G
|
| Straight rider par catch him right inside his bar
|
| Cold blooded murderous words from a writer’s heart
|
| It starts
|
| This is the day that the track died, I call it harmony homicide (x3)
|
| I seen a daddy and his mama cry
|
| I committed harmony homicide
|
| Call it harmony homicide
|
| I call it harmony homicide (x2)
|
| This the the day that the track died
|
| Scentin' this white piece from out a family tree named Maple
|
| Hard to resist when she was layin' on my table
|
| I been likin' this bitch since I was in grade school
|
| Her nickname was loose leaf cause she be movin' way loose
|
| We was rockin' for a few summers then she left
|
| Shit, I shitted on her I threw a number 2 on her
|
| The number 2's dead he’s filled up with lead
|
| I went back and made a date with a Papermate instead
|
| But loose leaf was bedridden sittin' on the bed
|
| I read her letter written in red letters like she bled
|
| Some dude named Bic she know just left her on the spread
|
| When I kneel down to read the letters this is what it said
|
| And it says:
|
| This is the day that the paper died, I call it Harmony Homicide (x2)
|
| Call it harmony homicide
|
| I call it harmony homicide
|
| Yeah, I call it Harmony Homicide
|
| This be the day that the paper died
|
| I met up with my man Mic, his last name was Crophone
|
| I approach homie start speakin' in a low tone
|
| My gun and him had things in common, they both chrome
|
| Hung with me in the booth every time that I spoke poems
|
| We was runnin' since a youngin' know I’m so grown
|
| Now wit' smoke showin' I think I overdosed holmes
|
| Every verse led to his hearse, he just croaked on
|
| He suffered even internal bleeding and broke bones
|
| At the funeral home I touched em, had a cold dome
|
| Sent em off?
|
| Every person went to the coffin was a rose thrown
|
| Now he off in heaven forever If he wrote the stone come on'
|
| This is the day that the mic died, I call it Harmony Homicide
|
| This be the day that the mic died, and I call it Harmony Homicide
|
| This is the day that the mic fried, and I call it Harmony Homicide
|
| This is the day that the mic died, and I call it Harmony Homicide
|
| Call it Harmony Homicide
|
| Yeah I call it Harmony Homicide
|
| Yeah I call it Harmony Homicide
|
| This the day that the mic died
|
| This be the day that the track died, and I call it Harmony Homicide
|
| This be the day that the paper died, and I call it Harmony Homicide
|
| This be the day that the mic died, and I call it Harmony Homicide
|
| This be the day that they all died, and I call it Harmony Homicide
|
| Call it Harmony Homicide
|
| I call it Harmony Homicide (x2) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Harmony Homicide , by - Kool G Rap. Song from the album Riches, Royalty & Respect, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп