Homicide Story

Homicides take place left and right
We hear about a different murder like every night
I got a 3am phone call, frightening scared
Somebody on the other line saying Mike was dead
What the hell happened? Mike never shot no slugs

(Somebody ran up in the club did it, popped no love)

Did y’all see who it was?

(Yeah, it was clean as day
What’s so crazy he ain’t even leave the scene, he stayed)

How’d it start?

(Man, dude just walked in the place, stepped to Mike, grabbed him, started talking loud in his face)

Saying what?

(A lot of disrespectful words, it was wrong)

Nobody tried to break it up?

(Nah, they was urging it on
I was shocked thinking somebody was gonna do something
I saw two other dudes come, both of ‘em jumped in
That’s when it got ugly and things got deep
Mike started making noises and got real weak
They was showing no love, they was playing for keeps
The DJ was instigating, he kept switching the beat)

Was he in the club by his self?

(I’d say probably)

Wonder why he at the club and he ain’t know nobody

(I dunno, but it went real bad in the spot
I ain’t lying when I tell you it was sad to watch
It lasted way longer than a couple of minutes
Threw him on the floor, picked him back up and finished
Mike got a bad whoopin’, straight out, they took him)

Where the hell was security?

(They was right there looking
The whole time, I knew it was a setup, G
Everybody in the club was in on it but me
The hit was well timed, it was laid out perfect
The way they did it was smooth, it was like they rehearsed it
Two other killers kept coming with plex
They was arguing over who was gonna punish him next
Man, I wish I woulda been there before he got slid)

I’ma be honest with you, bro, it’s nothing you coulda did
These was murderers, you could tell this wasn’t new
If you’d’ve tried to jump in, they’d’ve merked you too

(Why you think I stood back? I ain’t wanna get got
I ain’t know Mike that good but I saw him a lot
Stayed out of folks’ business and never harassed
But I have seen people step to him in the past
Different places, even when his own business he mindin’
It seems like them type of dudes always find him
I feared that first dude when he opened his mouth
He pushed up on him, then he started choking him out
It was crazy how they did it though, I couldn’t believe it
He would yell certain things and the crowd would repeat it
It was loud, it was heated, he was out and defeated
These people were cheesin’ as if they were proud to receive it
I was relieved when they finally fatally slept him
He dropped hard again but this time they left him
It was wide open, plain view, showed the location
People had their phones out, filming and videotaping
Man, I couldn’t even glance at him after what happened
It was over, they walked right past me laughing
The tall guy had a shirt on, it was chilling in sight
It had the words on it “K-Rino, Killer of Mics”)

Damn, RIP Mike, we gon’ miss ya, man