(Phone ringing; Phone gets picked up) Unknown: Yo, what up? MF DOOM: They shot T, T, T from 103 Running from the beat tree They said he tryna flee Must've had a key, you know how he be G? Nah, he she ain't even try to help him Made the call, yelling and telling Flipped on her girlfriend, caught him freakin And wild out Grabbed her by her face and damn near ripped her eyes out (we can't hear what you're saying) Nah, nah, they must've slipped something in his drinking gla** All swollen, rolling, I tried to tell him think fast Dang, I just seen that n***a too, G Starting to look like that untrue, G In CT, he should've stayed with the trees True beauty, he couldn't see me if the trees was 3-D Ambulance pampered her out, she was dead Shots flying, caught him to the chest and head Got up and fled, probably heading for the leg by the bed And drug ya man out all cuffed up to gred Tore the head Told him slow his roll when I see them dissin Messin with Suzie Chapstick and them But did he listen? No, stupid, knew she was a trick But had the girl tastin the dick It happened mad quick