Murder She Wrote (Jealousy)

(DeAndre)

You ever miss somebody,
And they ain't even dead?
I went searching like safari,
Deleting images from my head.

And when I turned around,
I heard a piercing sound.
My own heart was under attack,
That's literally a heart attack.

How my homies stab me in the back,
When I was the one bringing cash back?
How could I let them catch me lacking?
I was way too busy money stacking.

On the come up I was head honcho.
Slowly stashing up to rent a condo.
Euro-stepping around snakes like Rondo.
But they had connections like El Chapo.

Keep protection on you like safe sèx,
If you want to be safe like wearing latex.
Life is a puzzle we want to connect,
But many look down on us like insects.
They back stab if you're doing better.
What happened to little DeAndre?
She simply wrote it on a letter.
And in small print like a note,
It was "murder she wrote."

(Marshawn)

The sky was allegedly the limit.
Unfortunately I could only sky dive.
I was dealing with legal bullshìt,
So to clear my mind and feel alive...

I took a walk around the block.
What I heard had me in shock.
People bragging bout DeAndre.
I still remember it to this day.

They said DeAndre got a deal.
That's when I planned your last meal.
No one really knew how I felt.
I cut you off and let our friendship melt.

Jealousy got the best of me bro.
You even had the attention of my hoe.
You used to be like my brother,
Now I'm lying to your mother.

Keep protection on you like safe sèx,
If you want to be safe like wearing latex.
Life is a puzzle we want to connect,
But many look down on us like insects.
They back stab if you're doing better.
What happened to little DeAndre?
She simply wrote it on a letter.
And in small print like a note,
It was "murder she wrote."

(The News)

On this gruesome day,
For murdering dear DeAndre,
Marshawn died with his bae.
Why did it all end this way?

DeAndre's fifteen year old brother,
Stole the glock from his mother.
He knew who the killer was,
And he knew about his buzz.

He pulled up on his spot,
And let off shot after shot.
Much blood was spilled,
And innocents were killed.

He screamed out "this is for DeAndre."
Other than that there wasn't much to say.
He lit them up like Christmas decorations.
He didn't even ask to confirm allegations.

All he wanted was an extermination.
He could cooperate with the pain.
The pain gave him determination,
To make Marshawn's family feel the same...

Keep protection on you like safe sèx,
If you want to be safe like wearing latex.
Life is a puzzle we want to connect,
But many look down on us like insects.
They back stab if you're doing better.
What happened to little DeAndre?
She simply wrote it on a letter.
And in small print like a note,
It was "murder she wrote."

 

Not as dumb as your mom is for not swallowing you