How Do I Plead To Homicide - Esham

Six in the morning

Police at my door

Dead body on the floor

From the night before

I caught a murder rap

'Cause I busted a cap in the whore

Left her body stinking on the bathroom floor

Out the back door

Cops seen who done it

One homicide

Now one man’s wanted

APB, 187 suspect’s on the flee

Six in the morning

It’s a homi-C-I-D-E

They said her body’s mutilated

Can’t get an I. D

'Cause I shot her in the face

And took a hammer and busted out her teeth

Now I’m the run with a gun and a sledge hammer

Thinking to myself, «I'll be damned if I’m in the slammer.»

Ran down a dead end street

Here comes the heat

Next thing you know I got my face in the concrete

Now I got a court date

On my way Upstate

Prosecuting attorney waiting for my fate

Thirty questions are asked

And thirty answers are lies

And as the judge and jury looks on

How do I plead to homicide

As I approached the bench

My shackles dragged across the floor

(«Where were you on the night in question?»)

«At the liqour store.»

They wanted me to tell the truth

And nothing but the truth

I’ll tell the truth only if you got proof

They ask me this, they ask me that

Then they switch the stuff up

And ask the same shit right back

But I got my shit together

I’m too clever

(«Have you ever worshipped the devil?»)

«No!

Never!»

I said it once, I said it twice, I said it three times

Then they pulled my file and found all sorts of crimes

The victim’s parents said the cops should have killed me

They asked me how do I plead

I said not guilty

They’re getting angry

They wanna hang me

They called me the Devil

And threw holy water on me

Order in the court

It’s getting out of hand

They got an eyewitness and she’s about to take the stand

Now I start to panic

The truth and lies collide

How do I plead to homicide

The eyewitness took the stand

She said she saw me burning candles

Then she heard a shot

In my hand was the hammer’s handle

She seen blood and guts and called the cops soon

And when they came

Brain fragments all over the room

The judge and jury looking at me like guilty

Then one jumped up and said

(«Lock up the filthy bastard!»)

I’m like damn

Can I get a Goddamn break

How much shit can one black man take

But the judge was black and the jury too

All of them looking at you know who

They asked me why did I do it

I said, «Fuck you!»

Show me a throat

And I’m going to cut through

They said the killing was a Satanic ritual

Then they called me a sick individual

I dropped my head and tried to plead insanity

(«Your Honor as you can see, he’s a threat to humanity.»)

With no emotion in my face I saw her family cry

And since I’m guilty

That’s how I’m pleading to homicide