*helicopter flying overhead*. This is Angela Sanders coming to you live. from the scene of yet another murder mystery. It seems that entertainer Snoop Doggy Dogg has been murdered. We have no information at this time. *journalist speaks in spanish (I won't be insulting and try to transcribe it)*. *lightning cracks*. *helicopter passes by again*. As I look up at the sky. My mind starts trippin a tear drops my eye. My body temperature falls. I'm shakin and they breakin tryin to save the Dogg. Pumpin on my chest and I'm screamin. I stop breathin damn I see deamons. Dear God I wonder can ya save me. I can't die my Boo-Boo's bout to have my baby. I think it's too late for prayin hold up. A voice spoke to me and it slowly started sayin. "Bring your lifestyle to me I'll make it better". And how long will I live?. "Eternal life and forever". And will I be the G that I was?. "I'll make your life better than you can imagine or even dreamed of. So relax your soul let me take control. Close your eyes my son". My eyes are closed. Murder... "murder was the case that they gave me" (repeat 4X). I'm fresh up out my coma. I got my momma and my daddy and my homies in my corner. It's gonna take a miracle they say. For me to walk again and talk again but anyway. I get fronted some keys to get back on my feet. And everything that nigga said came to reality. Livin like a baller loc. I'm havin money and blowin hella chronic smoke. I bought my momma a Benz my Boo-Boo a Jag. And now I'm rollin in a nine-trizzay El Do-Rad. "Just remember who changed your mind. Cuz when you start set-trippin that ass is mine". Indeed agreed proceed to smoke weed. Never have a want never have a need. They say I'm greedy but I still want mo'. Cause my eyes wanna journey some more really doe (check it out). Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the lord my soul to keep. If I should die before I wake. I pray the lord my soul to take. Murder was the case that they gave me. "Murder was the case that they gave me" (repeat 2X). No more indo gin and juice. I'm on my way to Chino rollin on the grey goose. Shackled from head to toe. Twenty-five with a izz-L with nowhere to gizzo I know. them niggaz from the other side recognize my face. Cause it's the O.G. D-O-double-G L-B-C. Mad doggin niggaz cuz I don't care. Red jumpsuit with two braids in my hair. Niggaz stare as I enter the center. They send me to a level three yard that's where I stay. Late night I hear toothbrushes scrapin on the floor. Niggaz gettin they shanks just in case the war pops off. Cause you can't tell what's next. My little homey Baby Boo he took a pencil in his neck. And he probably won't make it to see twenty-two. I put that on my momma I'ma ride for you Baby Boo. Murder... "murder was the case that they gave me" (repeat 4X). Switch!.