Homicide Lyrics - Crime Pays - Cam'ron

29-5 live, the courts are pigeon 

Blame the economy, the courts are living 

Of course I'm living, bought some linen 

Take a courts on winning, forts of women 

Monday through Friday the Porsche is driven 

Change the Range to Thursdays, put that away 

Hard top Wednesdays, drop top Saturdays 

Sunday's Piscataway, 8 ki's I have we lay 

Half today, my whole island like Gilligan, it's fast away 

By the way, what's up, dawg? Who's hardest? 

Probation over, yeah, I'ma catch some new charges 

Crime the fricassee recipe, mess with me 

40th my pedigree, Big L regale 

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R.I.P. to hand me legs, some name stamp he said 

Saying my dear you, tomorrow your families dead 

You a fag, fairy, no homo, that's scary 

Don't mean a e-mail or phone when I say Blackberry 

It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide 

It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide 

It's a homicide, someone unlucky died 

Yellow tape damn, right outside Kentucky Fried 

Figure I stay and lock it, fuck it 380 cock it 

King Jaffi Joe, I feel like spacely rockets 

Come and weight these pockets, the profits display these profits 

Play no way to stop it and my engine 80 rockets 

No Yao Ming, no T-Mac 

Lambo, skeet rat, 300 G stacks 

Wanna place a bet? Please match or breeze back 

Offensive coordinator hater, I read traps 

Photos 

These niggas need naps, they bitches got weave naps 

Believe that, fuck with my a seeds and you'll get seized, snatched 

Over these pack we cap knee caps, teeth caps 

Believe that, fill your tweets, beat your raps 

It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide 

It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide 

It's a homicide, someone unlucky died 

Yellow tape damn, right outside Kentucky Fried 

It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide 

It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide 

It's a homicide, someone unlucky died 

Yellow tape damn, right outside Kentucky Fried 

Damn Cam, you did it to consumers 

White and red boomers, blue and red Laguna's 

Dead all the rumors, all these rappers are my juniors 

Ma, you can't swim, well come follow the tuna 

Full moon, we got girls to moon us 

No cuddling ma, you won't spoon us 

Don't spit game, just sell Rick James 

Baby boy, my nick name is Switch Lanes 

Slash stick change, Slash get brain 

Slash that nigga, Slash make it rain 

Slash tell summer girl, get the summer Z's 

Know what's in the dungaree's a hundred G's 

It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide 

It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide 

It's a homicide, someone unlucky died 

Yellow tape damn, right outside Kentucky Fried 

It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide 

It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide 

It's a homicide, someone unlucky died 

Yellow tape damn, right outside Kentucky Fried