Mc Hammer Crime Story lyrics
Songwriters: Burrell, Kirk
Crime Stories, you get, boy, no glory
Not in these Crime Stories
Iâm tellinâ you right now, you get no glory
Scene I:
Too-Big and the Hammer rollinâ on a hit
Knives in our hands to the sound of the click [click!]
And now weâre ready, we hit the swoove
Windows ease down we sprang their crews
[P-P-P-P-P-P-POW! POW! {woman screams}]
Eight fools dead, a baby too
You ask me how Iâm livinâ...This hitâs for you
But thatâs not all we got the prize
A mother in the kitchen, now yâall, sheâs dead inside!
Yeah, we took the suckers out, they know what time it is now!
Crime Stories, homeboys, you get no glory
Not in these Crime Stories
You ainât gettinâ on that...No glory
Scene II: âMe And Too-Big At The Clubâ
Too-Big and the Hammer kickinâ it at the club
Boostinâ about the way that we pulled those suckerâs plugs
We werenât worried, nâall! We didnât care
When youâre in this war, yo! All is fair!
A tap on my shoulder, I turn around
Too-Big is dyinâ fast, heâs on the ground
I reach for my gat, it was too late
The knives went pointblank range [click! click!] in my face
Yo! They opened fire and took me out [POW! POW!]
Somebody tell my mother âI love her, man!â
Crime Stories, boy, you get no glory
Iâm not going to mislead my brothers
Crime Stories, Iâm tellinâ ya right now, ah, will they talk? No glory
Scene III: âThe Pimpinâ Gameâ
Now Iâm pimpinâ these berries, got to get that money
Those suckers still payinâ for a little bit of honey
Nothinâ in this world can stop my flow
AIDS ainât done nothinâ but help my business grow
My babes are trained to make that dollar
To take you out, fool, it ainât no bother
You dropped your pants, youâll pay the price
Your money may be AIDS, fool, and then your life
Yeah, thatâs right âcause a pimp will get to make it, you know what Iâm sayinâ here!
Weâre talkinâ about Crime Stories
And I ainât givinâ up no propers, no glory
Not to those suckers talkinâ about how they was locked up
Crime Stories, all the real brothers have been locked up and we know you donât wanna go back...No glory
Scene IV: âThe Pimp Got Took Out By Barryâs Brotherâ
We got this tip on some new fresh bait
Money in their heads and they could hardly wait
My girls went to their room to make the play
Two suckers at once, yeah, would make my day
Now Iâm outside some suckers walk up
Talkinâ real hard about smokinâ my butt!
He pushed the button, the blade came out
Cut me on my throat and then a bullet in my mouth [POW!]
Iâve got some devils that all the babes in hell, maybe heâll let me work with him? SSSSH...
Crime Stories, Iâm tellinâ ya, man, you get no glory
âCause Iâm not gonna mislead my young brothers
Crime Stories, if you ever been locked up, you know the true stories, no glory
And Iâd like to say this before we get outta here!
SPOKEN:
To my brothers in the game, my brothers werenât out
Theyâre doinâ what they feel theyâve got to do
I wanna ask you one favour, letâs let the young kids...10...11...12 years old
Letâs let them go on and do their thing at the schoolhouse!
Letâs give them a chance to make it
Letâs give them a chance at a different life
You doinâ what you feel you have to do
But the youngsters and they donât know any better
So we want to give them a chance to live
I mean life is precious, and you know that yourself
And you try to make a better life for yourself...
So what Iâm sayinâ is from the bottom of my heart, let the kids be
Help the children lead to another way
And peace from you! And I love you! And Iâm OUTTA here!
Crime Story lyrics © Bust It Publishing
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