Blunt Object

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Blunt Object

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[Verse 1] It was the middle of February I remember it so well I was engaged to this nigga named Gary You know the one with the SL Cherry, dress well Own two mansions, a gas station, and a hotel To put it short, we was living well Had a maid named Estelle and one name Nell But what the hell went wrong? Found the nigga slumped over the desk In the study, ya'll With some headphones on Come follow me Let me take you back so you niggas can see what i see Cops all around mе In the study, next to the body's whеre i be "Miss are you feeling alright, i need a statement" Well i was chilling in the basement Kicked back in the hot tub Wine glass adjacent In the back of my mind I'm wondering If its a murder case that I'm facing "Slow it down, why you racing" I'm trying to be patient At the same time pacing Trying to recap the half for halfs I forgot some valuable information [Chorus:] Oh god, is this motherfucker really dead? Was he taken by a fatal blow to the head? Was he taken by the chronic in between my legs? Was he stabbed or was he pumped full of lead? Was he takin' puff of lye and and his shit was laced? Was he taking vibin' listening to my tape? However taken, it was by a blunt object And I'm the #1 suspect, the main prospect Oh god, is this motherfucker really dead? Was he taken by a fatal blow to the head? Was he taken by the chronic in between my legs? Was he stabbed or was he pumped full of lead? Was he takin' puff of lye and and his shit was laced? Was he scared to death, was it something he ate? However taken, it was by a blunt object And I'm the #1 suspect, the main prospect [Verse 2] Oh god Seen the ground keeper and Estelle They was creeping out the side door I didn't trip And Tanya, even though you his only sister Where the fuck were ya'll four? My mans dead, and i gotta know So you, your daughter, Nell, the cook, look Ya'll hoes gotta go Bitch do you got a lotta blow in your system or what? "I'm his only sister and blood And I fixin' to budge cuz He had a will and he told me that he'd show me And it sees more than a little piece of love Leaving us a little piece of land" Well until the will is release bitch you in my hands And this is my land so get the fuck off Fuck ya'll, walk "Ladies ya'll halt, ya'lls talk scary and Gary's barely outlined in chalk Til the perp is caught everybody is a suspect And everybody is at fault So tell me what you know" [Chorus:] Oh god, is this motherfucker really dead? Was he taken by a fatal blow to the head? Was he taken by the chronic in between my legs? Was he stabbed or was he pumped full of lead? Was he takin' puff of lye and and his shit was laced? Was he taking vibin' listening to my tape? However taken, it was by a blunt object And I'm the #1 suspect, the main prospect Oh god, is this motherfucker really dead? Was he taken by a fatal blow to the head? Was he taken by the chronic in between my legs? Was he stabbed or was he pumped full of lead? Was he takin' puff of lye and and his shit was laced? Was he scared to death, was it something he ate? However taken, it was by a blunt object And I'm the #1 suspect, the main prospect [Verse] "I hope you don't mind (Oh God) But to the station we wanna take you Further the conversation, review your statement We're anticipating a breakthrough let's ride" What you tryin' to say fool I do mind and you out of line Out of us you'll find the person that committed the crime If you committed the time to find out Who, how, when, why Now you niggas know the story You be the judge of it Who done the killing for the fuck of it 'Cause little do they know I'm the sole heir The one he loved and shit The one he really trusted with it Dig it [Chorus:] Oh god, is this motherfucker really dead? Was he taken by a fatal blow to the head? Was he taken by the chronic in between my legs? Was he stabbed or was he pumped full of lead? Was he takin' puff of lye and and his shit was laced? Was he taking vibin' listening to my tape? However taken, it was by a blunt object And I'm the #1 suspect, the main prospect Oh god, is this motherfucker really dead? Was he taken by a fatal blow to the head? Was he taken by the chronic in between my legs? Was he stabbed or was he pumped full of lead? Was he takin' puff of lye and and his shit was laced? Was he scared to death, was it something he ate? However taken, it was by a blunt object And I'm the #1 suspect, the main prospect Oh god, is this motherfucker really dead? Was it me? Was it the family? Oh god, is this motherfucker really dead? Estelle? Maybe Nell? Oh god, is this motherfucker really dead? The cook, or the ground keeper? Oh god, is this motherfucker really dead? Listen again it gets deeper Oh god, is this motherfucker really dead? Was he taken by a fatal blow to the head? Was he taken by the chronic in between my legs? Was he stabbed or was he pumped full of lead? Was he takin' puff of lye and and his shit was laced? Was he taking vibin' listening to my tape? However taken, it was by a blunt object And I'm the #1 suspect, the main prospect

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