[Verse 1]
Only thing I know is they sent him from the slum
He had a message for me it was Infamous his son
I just got back from the pen for murder that I done
Boy tried to bass loud so I left em in a drum
Now here this n***a Rain come
Zipped up like a zip gun
Sixteen, one in the head, the whole the clip son
His daddy get cheese he sat on a few ki's
About 80 something RPM's a real smooth speed
Piano tune need, I'm a make this fool bleed
His mama name was probably MPC 2 G
Straight rider par catch him right inside his bar
Cold blooded murderous words from a writer's heart
It starts

[Hook 1]
This is the day that the track died, I call it harmony homicide (x3)
I seen his daddy and his mama cry
I committed harmony homicide
Call it harmony homicide
I call it harmony homicide (x2)
This the the day that the track died

[Verse 2]
Scentin' this white piece from out a family tree named Maple
Hard to resist when she was layin' on my table
I been likin' this bitch since I was in grade school
Her nickname was loose leaf cause she be movin' way loose
We was rockin' for a few summers then she left
Shit, I shitted on her I threw a number 2 on her
Now number 2's dead he's filled up with lead
I went back and made a date with a Papermate instead
But loose leaf was bedridden sittin' on the bed
I read her letter written in red letters like she bled
Some dude named Bic she know just left her on the spread
When I kneel down to read the letters this is what it said
And it says:
[Hook 2]
This is the day that the paper died, I call it Harmony Homicide (x2)
Call it harmony homicide
I call it harmony homicide
Yeah, I call it Harmony Homicide
This be the day that the paper died

[Verse 3]
I met up with my man Mic, his last name was Crophone
I approach, homie start speakin' in a low tone
My gun and him had things in common, they both chrome
Hung with me in the booth every time that I spoke poems
We was runnin' since a youngin' now I'm so grown
Now wit' smoke showin' I think I overdosed holmes
Every verse led to his hearse, he just croaked on
He suffered even internal bleeding and broke bones
At the funeral home I touched em, had a cold dome
Sent em off right though, they laid him in some gold foam
Every person went to the coffin was a rose thrown
Now he off in heaven forever It be wrote in stone, come on'

[Hook 3]
This is the day that the mic died, I call it Harmony Homicide
This be the day that the mic died, and I call it Harmony Homicide
This is the day that the mic fried, and I call it Harmony Homicide
This is the day that the mic died, and I call it Harmony Homicide
Call it Harmony Homicide
Yeah I call it Harmony Homicide
Yeah I call it Harmony Homicide
This the day that the mic died
[Outro]
This be the day that the track died, and I call it Harmony Homicide
This be the day that the paper died, and I call it Harmony Homicide
This be the day that the mic died, and I call it Harmony Homicide
This be the day that they all died, and I call it Harmony Homicide
Call it Harmony Homicide
I call it Harmony Homicide(x2)