[Chorus]
It's a, homicide,✦ just a homicide✦
It's a, homicide,✦ just a homicide✦
It's a, homicide,✦ just a homicide✦
It's a, homicide,✦ just a homicide✦
It's a, homicide,✦ just a homicide✦
It's a, homicide,✦ just a homicide✦
It's a, homicide,✦ just a homicide✦
It's a, homicide,✦ just a homicide✦
I don't mean this in a disrespectful✦ way
But Columbine✦ happens✦ in the ghetto✦ every✦ day
When the shit goes down y'all ain't got nothing✦ to say
[Verse 2]
Jamaican✦ cat, real treacherous✦
Used✦ to smuggle burners up from Texas✦
Had the ill crib out in Rosedale
Took the money✦ from the trunk and copped✦ the fish scale
Chinese, Jamaican,✦ real pretty✦ nigga✦
Love puffin'✦ blunts, throwin' bodies✦ in the river✦
One of the illest✦ niggas✦ that the world ever✦ saw
Used✦ to take loaded✦ nines✦ and throw 'em on the floor
He was from Brooklyn, and I don't know the block
I met him at the flicks he commented on my rocks
We rolled✦ back to back, while I was slingin'✦ raps
He was slingin'✦ crack, I was seventeen fascinated✦ by the stacks
Runnin'✦ with dangerous✦ niggas✦ and packin'✦ gats
Uh, the shit thrill me, lookin'✦ so clean, and livin'✦ so filthy✦
I heard his right-hand✦ man disappeared
They found his bike in the street somewhere
Conspiracy theories, niggas✦ talkin'✦ shit
Small world, I was close to his right-hand✦ man's chick
She kept beepin'✦ him he never✦ called✦ back
When they found him in the trunk his body✦ was jet black
Pretty✦ Jamaican✦ kept doin' his thing
Him and his older✦ brother got caught up in a sting
Out on bail, pressure by the Feds, he caught seven✦ in the head
What goes around,✦ comes✦ back around✦
Nigga✦ rest in peace when they lay ya down
[Interlude]
"Uh, central,✦ your assistance is requested we have a major✦ crisis✦ here
Mrs. Winthrop's cat is stuck in a tree"
"Roger,✦ a squad car is on the way"
[Chorus]
It's a, homicide,✦ just a homicide✦
It's a, homicide,✦ just a homicide✦
It's a, homicide,✦ just a homicide✦
It's a, homicide,✦ just a homicide✦
I don't mean this in a disrespectful✦ way
But Columbine✦ happens✦ in the ghetto✦ every✦ day
When this shit goes down y'all ain't got nothing✦ to say
"Central,✦ the cat has been rescued"
[Verse 3]
In the ghetto✦ black men are dyin' at alarmin' rates✦
Walkin'✦ the street is like entering a sweepstakes
You never✦ know if you gon win or lose
We walk around✦ feelin'✦ confused and totally abused✦
Can't front, I'ma✦ millionaire livin'✦ like a king
Still feenin'✦ for that shrimp, fried rice and chicken wings
Still feenin'✦ for the vibe, only✦ the ghetto✦ bring
Pumpin'✦ songs of pain only✦ real niggas✦ sing
Queens finest,✦ but there's✦ one minus
The bodies✦ on the battlefield that got left behind us
I'm sick and tired✦ of going to wakes✦
'Cause niggas✦ never✦ look the same in the casket✦
It's bugged✦ out, they skin look like plastic
I shed tears, but use shades✦ to mask it
"Mr. Media",✦ where was you at when my man died
When it was classified a drug related✦ homicide✦
It's like until✦ the killer✦ hit the suburbs
I ain't hear nothing,✦ not a word
"Mr. Media",✦ help us shed light on these homicides
Not just Columbine,✦ but all the time
[Chorus]
It's a, homicide,✦ just a homicide✦
It's a, homicide,✦ just a homicide✦
It's a, homicide,✦ just a homicide✦
It's a, homicide,✦ just a homicide✦
It's a, homicide,✦ just a homicide✦
It's a, homicide,✦ just a homicide✦
It's a, homicide,✦ just a homicide✦
It's a, homicide,✦ just a homicide✦