
Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Universal Music, Universal Records & SRC
Song language: English
Trilogy |
I now pronounce you husband and wife |
You may kiss the bride |
Cops comin', shots fired, babies cry, I cry |
Wishin' I could change but this is just my life |
Cops comin', shots fired, babies cry, I cry |
Wishin' I could change but this is just my life |
God, why is my wife bleedin? |
Sheet covers her face, paramedics are leavin |
Her eyes are closed, it’s apparent she’s not breathin |
I’m a little confused about what it is I’m seein |
Plus, there’s a naked man on my lawn |
Police in the livin room with all of they guns drawn |
Out and the last thing I remember is |
Uh, last thing I remember is |
I received a text page from Julio |
Who expressed that I left my cell phone in the studio |
Right underneath the disc with the Pro Tools |
Next to a six pack of O’Douls and some soul food |
Yeah, and I was on my way home |
Exit the expressway to use the payphone |
But fuck it, 'cause my wife isn’t back from her trip |
I sneak into the house |
And she’ll never expect it, except that |
Cops comin', shots fired, babies cry, I cry |
Wishin' I could change but this is just my life |
Cops comin', shots fired, babies cry, I cry |
Wishin' I could change but this is just my life |
He put the gun in my hand |
Told me go take my revenge |
Killin him won’t make it go away |
It’s only gon bring more pain |
I tied his hands behind his back to the night stand, fast |
Ropes made bruises on his light skinned ass |
See, I can play games too |
Yeah, that’s what I told him when he came to |
Now look, see what the game and the fame do? |
Made a deranged mind out of someone in your same crew |
Fuck man, we grew up together |
Run DMC, tougher than leather |
With the same outfits, forty deuce |
Takin' flicks like what, shit |
Why did you fuck my wife, man? |
You shouldve took my life, man |
I switched the gun into my right hand |
The sweat accumulated on his forehead, I saw red, he said |
Now was it worth it, man? |
Was it everythin you imagined? |
Was it perfect? |
He put the gun in my hand |
Told me go take my revenge |
Killin him won’t make it go away |
It’s only gon' bring more pain |
He put the gun in my hand and told |
Told me to go take my revenge |
Killin him won’t make it go away, no |
It’s only gon' bring more pain |
Took you to be my lawfully wedded wife |
To have, to hold, to love and cherish but |
Death did us apart, what a coincidence |
Now, perhaps the police will be convinced |
That it was an accident |
If I’m accurate and careful with the evidence |
This motherfucker trespassin up my residence |
And to believe those vile set a precedence |
From the start I should have been obvious, I never did |
Prevalent, the wicked debauchery and decadence |
Was carried out with such masterful excellence |
And this is the stick where you rip my heart |
It was natural to transform murder into art |
And the weight of my conscience would knowingly carry |
365 days to the date that we was married |
Thoughts of how would achieve the murder would vary |
We’re closer than ever, together we’ll be buried 'cause |
Evil eyes that bide, how they go |
You lied to me, what did they see? |
I just lost control, had to let you go |
I cry but slowly you try, so slowly you die |
Buried alive in the grave, too exhausted to climb out |
Before dirt was tossed on me, come to find out |
Old friend of mine she sleepin with committed the crime |
In the past three years, switched identities six times |
And all the while I’m devoted to love and loyalty |
They plotted on my publishin checks and royalties |
She’s thinkin its true love, he’s scammin her for the quop |
to devise my own intuitive plot |
Put the pros on him, launched the probe on him |
Now harm him, pen him, get him exactly where I wanted him |
Cornered him, now his mission is aborted |
You are about to be professionally extorted |
Guess who you’re 'bout to murder tonight? |
Miss pretty brown eyes while she sleeps under the moonlight |
Do it and bounce, the keys to the crib, you’ll find under the mat |
In the front of the house, just do it, word out |
Evil eyes that bide, how they go |
You lied to me, what did they see? |
I just lost control, had to let you go |
I cry but slowly you try, so slowly you die |
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Artist lyrics: Pharoahe Monch
Artist lyrics: Dwele
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