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Killah Priest - Crimestories (interlude) Lyrics

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  • {*thunder & lightning*
  • [Intro: Killah Priest]
  • Crime, Crime Stories (Will someone help me?)
  • Crime Stories (Someone help me)
  • Crime Stories (I'm dyin)
  • Crime Stories
  • [Killah Priest]
  • The mobster, long coat and brim hat, staggered in the rain
  • Fallin, load the .38, breathin heavy, beneath a window pane
  • Sideways from cop cars {*cop sirens*, echoes through his ears
  • And the rain blended with his tears, heart full of fear
  • He's exhausted from the loss of blood, his head is drowsy
  • He thought to his self, "Damn, all the fake niggas around me"
  • So he fought off a thug, breathin heavy
  • With the weapon in his hand that he held was deadly
  • His face was sweaty
  • Damn, what you do when you at the door of life and death?
  • Plus you staggered 22 blocks, with a bullet in your chest
  • Plus you soakin wet
  • You might catch pneumonia, suddenly you smelt smell death's foul aroma
  • It burnt his nose hairs like ammonia
  • He inhaled deep then fell asleep
  • Opened his eyes in Hell
  • Where he saw every nigga he made the sale
  • Every crack addict with a bad habit
  • Every drug users and every needle abuser
  • Never knew he worked for Lucifer
  • He shut his eyes and opened them again (Yo)
  • But still, he was there with the fire and brimstone
  • This is your home (Uh-oh), that's it, end of poem
  • (Help me! AGGGH! HELP! {*smacking sound* HELP!)

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