[Chorus: Eminem (repeat 4X)]
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It's murder she wrote (it's murder she wrote)
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It wasn't nuttin for her to be smoked (for her to be smoked)
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[Eminem]
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Left the keys in the van, with a gat in each hand
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Went up in Eastland and shot a policeman
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Fuck a peace plan, if a citizen bystands
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the shit is in my hands, here's yo' lifespan
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And for what yo' life's worth, this money is twice than
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Grab a couple grand and lamp in Iceland
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See I'm a nice man but money turned me to Satan
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I'm thirsty for this green so bad I'm dehydratin
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Hurry up with the cash bitch, I got a ride waitin
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Shot a man twice in the back when he tried skatin
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I want the whole pie, I won't be denied nathan
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Maybe I need my head inside straightened
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Brain contemplatin, clean out the register
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Dip before somebody catches ya
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or gets your description and sketches ya
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The connection was the prime suspect
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But I ain't set to flee the scene of the crime just yet
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Cause I got a daughter to feed
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And $200 ain't enough to water the seed
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The best thing would be for me to leave Taco Bell and hit up Chess King
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And have the lady at the desk bring
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money from the safe in the back, stepped in wavin the Mac
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Cooperate, and we can operate, and save an attack
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This bitch tried escapin the jack
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Grabbed her by the throat, it's murder she wrote
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You barely heard a word as she choked
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It wasn't nuttin for her to be smoked
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But I slammed her on her back til her vertebrae broke
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Just then the pigs bust in yellin "Freeze"
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But I'm already wanted for sellin ki's
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And bunch of other felonies from A to Z like spellin bees
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So before I dropped to the ground and fell on knees
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I bust shots, they bust back
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Hit be square in the chest, wasn't wearin a vest
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Left the house, pullin out the drive backin out
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Blew the back end out this lady's Jag, started blackin out
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Pulled the Mac-10 out, stuck it in her face
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Shut your yackin mouth, 'fore I blow the brain from out the back ya scalp
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Drug her by her hair, smacked her up
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Thinkin fuck it, mug her while you're there, jacked her up
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Stole her car, made a profit
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Grabbed the tape from out the deck and offed it out the window
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Like the girl in "Set It Off" did
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Jetted off kid, stole the whip, now I'm a criminal
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Drove it through somebody's yard, dove into they swimmin pool
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Climbed out and collapsed on the patio
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I made it out alive but I'm injured badly though
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Parents screamin: "Son, go in and call the police
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Tell em there's a crazy man disturbing all of the peace!"
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Tried to stall him at least long enough to let me leap up
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Run in they crib and at least leave with some little cheap stuff
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Actin like they never seen nobody hit a ;ick before
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Smashed the window, grabbed the Nintendo 64
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When they sell out in stores the price triples
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I ran up the block jumpin kids on tricycles
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and collided with an 80-year old lady with groceries
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There goes cheese, eggs, milk and Post Toasties
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Stood up and started to see stars
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Too many siren sounds, it seemed like a thousand police cars
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Barely escaped, must-a been some dumb luck
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Jumped up and climbed the back of a movin dump truck
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But I think somebody seen me maybe
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Plus I lost the damn Nintendo and I musta dropped the Beanie Baby
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Fuck it I give up, I'm surrounded in blue suits
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Came out with a white flag hollerin "TRUCE TRUCE"
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and surrendered my weapon to cops
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Wasn't me! It was the gangster rap and the peppermint Schnapps
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[Chorus]
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[Chorus (repeats again to fade)]
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Murder Murder (Remix)
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