Muder Was The Case

Item# muderwascase

Album: Doggystyle (1993)

Song begins with shots being fired & Snoop being shot...

As I look up at the sky my mind starts trippin´,a tear drops my eye my body temperature falls I am shakin´ & they breakin´ tryin´ to save the Dogg pumpin´ on my chest & I am screamin´ I stop breathin,damn,I see demons dear God I wonder can you save me I cannot die my Booboo´s ´bout to have my baby I think it is to late for prayin´ hold up,a voice spoke to me & it slowly started sayin´: "Bring your lifestyle to me I will make it better" How long will I live? "Eternal life & forever" But will I be the G that I was? "I will make your life better than you can imagine or even dream of so relax your soul let me take control,close your eyes my son" My eyes are closed.

I am fresh up out my coma I got my momma & my daddy & my homiez in my corner, It is going to take a miracle they say for me to walk again & talk again but anyway I get fronted some ki´s to get back on my feet and everything that nigga said came to reality livin´ like a baller loc havin´ money & blowin´ hella chronic smoke I bought my momma a benz my booboo a jag and now I am rollin´ in a nine trizay(´93)L Dogg ragg "Just remember who changed your life cause when you start set trippin´,that ass is mine" indeed.agreed proceed to smoke weed never have I want, never have I need they say I am greedy but I still want more ´cause my eyes wanna jurney 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-

No more indo,gin & guice I am on my way to Chino,rollin on the grey goose shackled from head to toe 25 with an izL with nowhere to gizo I know them niggas from the other side recognize my face ´cause it is O.G. D.O.G.G-L.B.C. mad doggin´ niggas ´cause I do not care red jumpsuit with two brades in my hair niggas stare as I enter the center they send me to a level 3 yard thats where I stay late nite I hear toothbrushes scrapin´ on the floor niggas gettin´ they shanks just incase the war pops off,´cause you can not tell what´s next my little homey Babyboo took a pencil in his neck and he probably wont make it to see 22 I put that on my momma I am a ride for you Babyboo

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