Homicide
Homicide, you can smell it in the air
Homicide, you can smell it but you don't know where
Homicide, you gon' die if you lookin' for me
Homicide, I'ma have you beggin' on your knees
God, why'd you have to take my boy
He was only thirteen when he lost his life, uh
He was on the floor, he was screamin' "God why?"
He ain't wanna die
(Naw, ohhh)
Naw, he was too young
Why you took him from this Earth?
Yeah, he just wanted to get rich with his brother
Shit is unbelievable, imagine his mother
He ain't have a father, no
Homicide, you can smell it in the air
But you don't know where
Homicide, you gon' die if you lookin' for me, bitch
Homicide, I'ma take yo' life, have you deceased, bitch
And if you ain't around, I'ma go for yo' family
Everyone gon' get it since you lookin' for me
You want my soul, you better pray
Better hope for better days
I'ma shoot you in the face
Leave yo' brain marinatin'
Homicide, you gon' get it
Nooo
Yo' brodie died and yo' mama cryin'
Nooo
Homicide, you can smell it in the air
Homicide, you can smell it but you don't know where
Homicide, you gon' die if you lookin' for me
Homicide, I'ma have you beggin' on your knees, yeah
I got murder on my mind like I'm YNW Melly
And I feel like catching bodies like I'm from WIIIC City
Homicide, you gon' die
Don't you play with my guys, yeah
Wet you up, let you dry
Set you up and let you die, bitch
Homicide, you gon' get it
Nooo
Yo' brodie died and yo' mama cryin'
Nooo
It's a homicide, homicide like I'm Lil Uzi Vert
It's a homicide, homicide, send yo' ass to the birds, yeah
It's a homicide, homicide, how you let yo' homie die?
It's a homicide, homicide, put you on a T-Shirt
I bet yo' ass gettin' murked
Put yo' ass in the dirt
Homicide, you gon' get it
Nooo
Yo' brodie died and yo' mama cryin'
Nooo
Homicide, you can smell it in the air
Homicide, you can smell it but you don't know where
Homicide, you gon' die if you lookin' for me
Homicide, I'ma have you beggin' on your knees, yeah
I got murder on my mind like I'm YNW Melly
And I feel like catching bodies like I'm from WIIIC City
Homicide, you gon' die
Don't you play with my guys, yeah
Wet you up, let you dry
Set you up and let you die, bitch
Homicide, you can smell it but you don't know where
Homicide, you gon' die if you lookin' for me
Homicide, I'ma have you beggin' on your knees
God, why'd you have to take my boy
He was only thirteen when he lost his life, uh
He was on the floor, he was screamin' "God why?"
He ain't wanna die
(Naw, ohhh)
Naw, he was too young
Why you took him from this Earth?
Yeah, he just wanted to get rich with his brother
Shit is unbelievable, imagine his mother
He ain't have a father, no
Homicide, you can smell it in the air
But you don't know where
Homicide, you gon' die if you lookin' for me, bitch
Homicide, I'ma take yo' life, have you deceased, bitch
And if you ain't around, I'ma go for yo' family
Everyone gon' get it since you lookin' for me
You want my soul, you better pray
Better hope for better days
I'ma shoot you in the face
Leave yo' brain marinatin'
Homicide, you gon' get it
Nooo
Yo' brodie died and yo' mama cryin'
Nooo
Homicide, you can smell it in the air
Homicide, you can smell it but you don't know where
Homicide, you gon' die if you lookin' for me
Homicide, I'ma have you beggin' on your knees, yeah
I got murder on my mind like I'm YNW Melly
And I feel like catching bodies like I'm from WIIIC City
Homicide, you gon' die
Don't you play with my guys, yeah
Wet you up, let you dry
Set you up and let you die, bitch
Homicide, you gon' get it
Nooo
Yo' brodie died and yo' mama cryin'
Nooo
It's a homicide, homicide like I'm Lil Uzi Vert
It's a homicide, homicide, send yo' ass to the birds, yeah
It's a homicide, homicide, how you let yo' homie die?
It's a homicide, homicide, put you on a T-Shirt
I bet yo' ass gettin' murked
Put yo' ass in the dirt
Homicide, you gon' get it
Nooo
Yo' brodie died and yo' mama cryin'
Nooo
Homicide, you can smell it in the air
Homicide, you can smell it but you don't know where
Homicide, you gon' die if you lookin' for me
Homicide, I'ma have you beggin' on your knees, yeah
I got murder on my mind like I'm YNW Melly
And I feel like catching bodies like I'm from WIIIC City
Homicide, you gon' die
Don't you play with my guys, yeah
Wet you up, let you dry
Set you up and let you die, bitch
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Writer(s): Luke Mcilvenny
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