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Murder Was the Case (Live) [feat. Snoop Dogg, Kurupt, Daz & Nate Dogg]
Tha Dogg Pound & 2Pac
Hip-Hop/Rap
3,662
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Snoop Dogg
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rojai Trawick
Composer
Delmar Arnaud
Composer
Warren Griffin III
Composer
Andre Romell Young
Composer
Calvin Broadus
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joyce Washington
Producer
Martin C. Jones
Producer
Susan Pelino
Mixing Engineer
Chris Koch
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
As I look up at the sky
My mind starts tripping
A tear drops my eye
My body temperature falls
I'm shaking and they breakin' tryna save the Dogg
Pumping on my chest and I'm screaming
I stop breathing, damn I see demons
Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
(I can't die my boo boo's 'bout to have my baby)
I think it's too late for praying, hold up
A voice spoke to me and it slowly started saying
Bring your lifestyle to me I'll make it better
But how long will I live?
Eternal life and forever
Oh will I be the G that I was?
I'll make your life better than you can imagine or even dreamed of
So relax your soul, let me take control
Close your eyes
[Verse 2]
Murder was the case
Murder was the case
Murder was the case
Mur-mur-mur-murder was the case
Murder was the case
Murder was the case
Murder was the case
Murder was the case
Murder was the case
Murder was the case
Mur-mur-mur-murder was the case
Murder was the case
Murder was the case
Murder was the
[Verse 3]
I'm fresh up from my coma
I got my Momma and my Daddy and the Dogg found in my corner
It's gonna take a miracle they say
For me to walk again and talk again but anyway
I get fronted some keys to get back on my feet
And everything that **** said came to reality
I'm living like a baller loc
I'm having money and blowing hella chronic smoke
I bought my Momma a Benz (and bought my boo boo a Jag)
And now I'm rollin' in the nine-trizzay El Dogg-Rag
(Just remember who changed your mind)
But when I start set-trippin', that ass is mine
Indeed, agreed, proceed to smoke weed
Never have a want, never have a need
They say I'm greedy but I still want mo'
'Cause my eyes wanna journey some mo'
Really 'doe check it out
[Verse 4]
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray to the Lord, my soul to keep
If I should die, before I wake
I pray to the Lord, my soul to take
[Verse 5]
Now let me hear ya say
1-8-7 (1-8-7)
Say 1-8-7 (1-8-7)
Say 1-8-7 (1-8-7)
Say 1-8-7 (1-8-7)
[Verse 6]
No more indo gin and juice
I'm on my way to Chino rolling on the grey goose
I'm shackled from head to toe
Twenty-five with the izz-el with nowhere to gizzo, I know
Them **** from the other side recognize my face
'Cause it's the O-G D-O-double-G (L-B-C)
I'm mad Doggin' **** 'cause I don't care
Blue jumpsuit with two braids in my hair
**** stare as I enter the center
They send me to a level three yard, that's where I stay
Late night I hear toothbrushes scraping on the floor
**** gettin' they shanks just in case the war pops off
But you can't tell what's next
My little homie Baby Boo took a pencil in his neck
And he probably won't make it to see twenty-two
Put that on the pound I'ma ride for ya Baby Boo
[Verse 7]
Murder
Murder was the case
Murder was the murder was the murder was the case
Say 1-8-7 (1-8-7)
Say 1-8-7 (1-8-7)
Say 1-8-7 (1-8-7)
Say 1-8-7 (1-8-7)
Say 1-8-7 (1-8-7)
Say 1-8-7 (1-8-7)
Written by: Andre Romell Young, Calvin Broadus, Delmar Arnaud, Rojai Trawick, Warren Griffin III
