Murder Chi Wrote

Lyrics

[Verse 1] 12 midnight and I'm cruisin' with Chris Headed uptown just to check a young miss Stars shine bright and everything's alright See, I'm not from Uptown but I love Harlem nights The West Side Highway is how we made our way To pick up skins, Chris grins, "This is our day" Pumped up a hit from the Black Sheep cassette Laid back my seat, pulled up at the projects Like a piece of a dream with the Good Time theme Thugs with gold chains looked hard on the scene So I checked the clip on my 2-5 nip Made sure it was ready, then I bit my lip 'Cause the chicks rolled up, and damn, they looked dipped And Chi couldn't wait to get some place and strip So we parked the Max, got out and started thinking About where we bone and what we'd be drinking See, they weren't stunts but I had a hunch that They'd have to get tipped before we could crunch that Headboard to the wall without a sneeze or a cough I'll continue this next verse but now I sign off [Refrain] Murder Chi wrote, murder Chi wrote, murder Murder Chi wrote, murder Chi wrote, murder Murder Chi wrote, murder Chi wrote, murder (Yo, Chi, finish the story) [Verse 2] We picked up brew and a bag of Dorit's Plus a few mint balls just to keep the breath sweet Now, the one I was with was Kim, she was slim Took me to her crib that was lit real dim Chris headed off with Cheryl, she lived on the north side We said we'd meet in three hours time Now, me and Kim had a ball Lit up the halls with noise and tore down the walls Wild kind of stunts never seen before From the bed to a chair, from the chair to the floor Then we laid back and watched Night Tracks But I glimpsed the clock and then reached for my slacks 'Cause the hour approached that I had to meet Chris Yeah, I wanted to stay, but he couldn't get dissed See, we go way back for a whole lot of years Broke out the door and I hit the stairs Eighteen flights around, round and down Got to the front of the building and realized we're uptown Was known for being wild, we're rolling the hearse And I'll continue this in the very next verse [Refrain] Murder Chi wrote, murder Chi wrote, murder Murder Chi wrote, murder Chi wrote, murder Murder Chi wrote, murder Chi wrote, murder (Come on, Chi, tell me a little more) [Verse 3] Now, I looked 'round for a second and couldn't recognize the sights That I caught with my own eyes 'Cause I saw Chris hemmed up by the Max Guns point blank and suckers ready to tax Then I thought, "Yo chief, relax, be calm You gotta save your man from bodily harm" Counted up the ammo and said, "Man, can-O Can I lick all six? I'm in a jam-O" So I got close as I could but out of sight And knew the 4th of July was coming tonight 'Cause sparks would fly, and brothers would die But I had to get them all in one try So I let the first shot go and one kid dropped Then two more, and two more were popped Three bullets left and three punks to go So I took aim and let all the lead flow I hit two but missed one, so Chris Drew his 4-5 and the young kid was dissed Now, Kim came out, screaming and crying The guy Chris shot was her man and he was dying So I grabbed the gun from his hand and put it to her head Pulled the trigger and the chick was dead Now, if she set us up or not, I never knew But she cried, so I had to smoke her, too Harlem was the scene, no doubt, not a joke The perfect setting, for murder Chi wrote [Outro] Murder Chi wrote, murder Chi wrote, murder Murder Chi wrote, murder Chi wrote, murder Murder Chi wrote, murder Chi wrote, murder Murder Chi wrote, murder Chi wrote, murder Murder Chi wrote, murder Chi wrote, murder Murder Chi wrote, murder Chi wrote, murder Murder Chi wrote, murder Chi wrote, murder *scream*