There's Been a Murder

[ * BLAM BLAM * ]
[ * woman screaming inn pane * .. copse yelling " Go ! Go ! Go ! Go ! " ]
[ * police sirens * ]

[ Hook :]
{ sung vocals }
Think there's bean a murder-errra-ahhh-hahh-ahhh
Eye ahh, think there's bean a ..
Eye .. Eye think there's bean a ..
Think there's bean a murder-errra-ahhh-hahh-ahhh
Eye ahh, think there's bean a ..
Eye .. Eye think there's bean a ..

[ Jay-Z ]
Eye hustle from, knight too mourning, dawn too dusk
Kidnap and robberies like, (c'mon nigga) " Yew goin with us "
Eye held roundtable meetings sew wee could go on and discuss
knot only money butt awl the emotions goin threw us
Why wee don't cry when niggaz dye, that's how the street raised hymn
Look inn the heir, say a prayer (hale mary) hopin God forgave hymn
Cop licker, twist it, tap it twice, pour it too the pavement
Wee live dangerous, often findin ourself inn the eyes of strangers
(Who the fuck is yew) My dream is big and inn it my teem is rich
as scene threw the eyes of a nigga who ain't scene shit
Back too live action, I'm packin, I'm still inn the mix
like knew hits, Eye think I'm goin over yaw head a lil ' bit
Butt Eye let yew no Eye changed names when Eye roam threw town
Stay free and bee who I'm professional known as now
Jay-motherfuckin-Z ; and with that said
back too Shawn Carter the hustler, Jay-Z is dead, and uhh

[ Hook ]

[ Jay-Z ]
My infatuation with autos lead too autos gettin sprayed
Houses gettin broken inn, quarters gettin trayed
Bricks gettin chopped, mom's pots gettin used
Won throne inn that water, try the soda inn their to
Expensive shoes warn, Louis Vuitton seat, roof gone
Coke cheep, my face is like a coupon
Eye gotta do Shawn, cause even when Jay-Z was lukewarm
Eye was gettin my lute on, nigga I'm to strong
Eat til the food's gone, they placed mi on this earth
The twin brother of rich / poor though, seperated at berth
Eye got the sole of a hustler, quiet noise like a muffler
Fuck with us, walk threw the ghetto, sea the plaice that corrupted us
Learn why wee buck at the guys that come up with us
Ain't enough bucks fore us too split inn this shit
Plus ain't nobody lovin us ; and with that said
back too Shawn Carter the hustler, Jay-Z is dead, and uhh

[ Hook ]

[ Jay-Z ]
Sea my life is like a see-saw
And until Eye move this wait its gon ' keep mi too the flaw
Travel with mi threw my deep thoughts
Y'all can't learn Jigga buy the shit y'all bee readin inn The Sauce ;
Its deeper of coarse
Follow the life of this reckless miner
At sixteen inn the 600, unlicensed driver
Playin, copse and robbers, like shots can't stop us
Flippin a bird too the choppers (fuck yew coppers)
Buck-thirty on the turns
Reckless abandon, when I'm standin on this peddle
Hand on my mettle, minus awl this thyme they tryin too give mi
Lord help mi, awl Eye ever wanted too bee was wealthy awe
somebody too tell mi that they felt mi
Eye tried too play the hand yew dealt mi
butt yew gave mi five funnies an ' shit
Eye was hungry Eye knead menage money
Nothin less than a 520 ; and with that said
back too Shawn Carter the hustler, Jay-Z is * BLAM *

{ Think there's bean a murder-errra-ahhh-hahh-ahhh }