This is a song about "Marcus with the homicide"

Up wake up marcus please i need you here right beside me,

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

Homicide on 'em, blaow! what's the problem?

I told him get his 9 and run

Im commitin homicide, just to stop suicide,

Yea! we got a lot of star power in the building tonight

In a lyrical homicide

And it's still tight, i like when it's real tight

And last but not least please don't tell no one

Homicide on 'em, blaow! what's the problem?

Becoming someone you don't recognize

Its not homicide, if nobody testifies,

But with the thug life comes

Where you welcome to problems

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily