Harmony Homicide

[Verse 1]

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

[Hook 1]

This is the day that the track died, I call it harmony homicide (x3)

I seen his 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

[Verse 2]

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

Now 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:

[Hook 2]

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

[Verse 3]

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' now 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 right though, they laid him in some gold foam

Every person went to the coffin was a rose thrown

Now he off in heaven forever It be wrote in stone, come on'

[Hook 3]

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

[Outro]

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)