Go! Go! Go! Go!
Keep runnin', homie!
Go! Go! Go! Go!
They on the trail.
With so much drama in the industry,
Hip-hop police are listenin',
Be careful or you'll be history,
Looks like another unsolved mystery.
It's murder, murder, murder!
Ah, it's murder, murder, murder!
Yeah, it's murder, murder, murder!
Somebody tell ‘em, it's murder.
Murder was the case, and they blamed me.
– Officer, I didn't do it, you can't blame me for this. Could you please loosen up the handcuffs on my wrists? You can call me what you wanna, man, but I ain't a snitch. No cooperation is exactly what you will get, till I talk to my lawyer, you get no reply.
– You've obviously been watchin' too much CSI. I'm not a crash dummy so don't even try to talk your dirty trash to me, no BFI. If you are not guilty of anything, then why did you run?
– ‘Cause you the police! And plus, I saw you cockin' your gun, and the chamber wasn't empty, it was obviously one.
– If you think I'm believin' that one then, you're obviously dumb. I know that you heard the sirens, you dived in to the vehicle you was drivin' and ridin' in. Instead you shouldn't be whinin', but abidin' by the law, naw, it's obvious that you're lyin'.
With so much drama in the industry,
Hip-hop police are listenin',
Be careful or you'll be history,
Looks like another unsolved mystery.
It's murder, murder, murder!
Ah, it's murder, murder, murder!
Yeah, it's murder, murder, murder!
Somebody tell ‘em, it's murder.
Murder was the case, and they blamed me.
– Stop lyin' to me, boy, it'd be best you confess, I can smell the BS on the scent of your breath. Saw the meth while I was inspectin' your deck, saw that you was ridin' dirty when I looked at the rest. Who is this guy Busta? Who is this guy Snoop? Who is his other friend who's wearing the sky blue? Look at this pic here, he standin' beside you, tell me his name now, I heard he was Piru. Confiscated the CD's at one of your homes, for evidence ever since we heard some of your songs. What about this Pimp guy? He was on one of your songs, I could've sworn that he said he had a pocket full of stones. Am I wrong?
– Hell yeah! I don't know who that is! I don't know no Pimp C, all I know is I'm rich. And I'mma Bond like James, bet I be out here quick, man.
– You ain't getting; out of here, you must think that you're slick. In the car we confiscated the chronic and the clips, diary that you had and all your blueprints, on the death row booklet, we found your two prints: your thumb and your index, the judge will love this.
With so much drama in the industry,
Hip-hop police are listenin',
Be careful or you'll be history,
Looks like another unsolved mystery.
It's murder! It's a bloody murder.
Ah, it's murder! It's a bloody murder.
Yeah it's murder! It's a bloody murder.
Somebody tell ‘em, it's murder.
Murder was the case, and they blamed me.
– Now you can see, you're screwed as the evidence pours in, the witness said the crime was at three in the morning, gave us a description so we picked up your boy, and you'll get a lighter sentence if you put the crime on him.
– A big celebrity, a case we long for. You a pirate? Why you got that eyepatch on for?
– Funny.
– Puttin' people in a hearse what I heard for. Where were you the night of April 21st, son?
– Home.
– I think you got your facts wrong, gat's on. You, Chamillionaire, robbed, shot a couple cats on Melview.
– What?
– We gonna have to jail you too. In the lineup, don't speak until we tell you to! This the person who jimmied your lock, sir?
– Well, it's dark, kinda look like him, I'm not sure.
Failure to nail ‘cause assailant's another, uh-huh.
Believe I see an unmarked tailing a brother,
Hit the bodega, not no more game,
This chick used to be nice, actin' all strange,
Like she was gonna get it, pathetic.
Assailant caught, now they all apologetic.