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Snoop Doggy Miscellaneous Murder Was The Case (Remix) *helicopter flying overhead* This is Angela Sanders coming to you live from the scene of yet another murder mystery It seems that entertainer Snoop Doggy Dogg has been murdered We have no information at this time *journalist speaks in spanish (I won't be insulting and try to transcribe it)* *lightning cracks* *helicopter passes by again* As I look up, at the sky My mind starts trippin, a tear drops my eye My body temperature falls I'm shakin, and they breakin, tryin to save the Dogg Pumpin on my chest and I'm screamin I stop breathin, damn I see deamons Dear God, I wonder can ya save me I can't die my Boo-Boo's bout to have my baby I think it's too late for prayin, hold up A voice spoke to me and it slowly started sayin "Bring your lifestyle to me I'll make it better" And how long will I live? "Eternal life and forever" And will I be, the G that I was? "I'll make your life better than you can imagine or even dreamed of So relax your soul, let me take control Close your eyes my son" My eyes are closed Murder... "murder was the case that they gave me" (repeat 4X) I'm fresh up out my coma I got my momma and my daddy and my homies in my corner It's gonna take a miracle they say For me to walk again and talk again but anyway I get, fronted some keys, to get, back on my feet And everything that nigga said, came to reality Livin like a baller loc I'm havin money, and blowin hella chronic smoke I bought my momma a Benz, my Boo-Boo a Jag And now I'm rollin in a nine-trizzay El Do-Rad "Just remember who changed your mind Cuz when you start set-trippin, that ass is mine" Indeed, agreed proceed to smoke weed Never have a want, never have a need They say I'm greedy but I still want mo' Cause my eyes wanna journey some more, really doe (check it out) Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the lord, my soul to keep If I should die, before I wake I pray the lord, my soul to take Murder was the case that they gave me "Murder was the case that they gave me" (repeat 2X) No more indo, gin and juice I'm on my way to Chino, rollin on the grey goose Shackled from head to toe Twenty-five with a izz-L, with nowhere to gizzo, I know them niggaz from the other side recognize my face Cause it's the O.G. D-O-double-G, L-B-C Mad doggin niggaz cuz I don't care Red jumpsuit with two braids in my hair Niggaz stare as I enter the center They send me to a level three yard, that's where I stay Late night I hear toothbrushes scrapin on the floor Niggaz gettin they shanks, just in case the war, pops off Cause you can't tell what's next My little homey Baby Boo he took a pencil in his neck And he probably won't make it, to see twenty-two I put that on my momma, I'ma ride for you Baby Boo Murder... "murder was the case that they gave me" (repeat 4X) Switch! |
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