The Martini

The Martini

In movie terms, directors use this phrase

To describe the last shot of the day while on set

The stories you are about to hear are true

Names have been kept the same to reflect the Strange

This is the Martini..

This is Sam

He was so in love with her

But she was young and so that put her off in a jam

Though she was sweet as a yam

She wanted to explore other options with her man

Straight sending Sam into a rampage

And no matter what his fam says

He's lost without this woman and don't wanna live any damn ways

Now he's thinkin', if he ain't gon' live, she ain't gon' live

And the other man's mercy, he ain't gon' give

This what love do, it cops a .38 snub to

Knock on your door, and take somebody that used to love you

Rub you, the wrong way, then it's blood true

Love through, she's slug one and he's slug two

Then on a rainy evening, with a panicked feelin'

Went to her home and looked in the window and Sammy sees them

The door's between her and the Necromancer

And what you think is gon' happen if she answers?

Take a drink, it's more than what you think

I gotta let you know, don't plan on letting you go

But if you have to leave, that's where we'll end the scene

This is the Martini, last shot's for you or me

Yo, this is Isaiah

I guess he was, I'd say a

Ladies man, everyone used to call him the KCI Playa

Flying multiple chicks in, give the stick then dismiss them

But somethin's gonna happen that'll twist him

He fell in love with a beautiful black woman

But he ended up having a couple problems with that woman

Talkin' to other men, did it behind his back on 'em

Facebook, computer love, crept on the Mac on 'em

Now he's salty, cause he found the woman he loves is faulty

He told her at the very beginning, "Don't you ever cross me"

Now that she did it, he plans to do something unlawfully

Get a gun off the street, because he was treated so awfully

One bullet for her, one bullet for him

Crimes of passion, ain't no more pullin' for them

And the worst way, we broke apart, it really hurts lady

I've gotta go, but yo, you gotta go first baby

This is Brian

He was a rebel and stayed on another level

And had no intentions of dying

He loved Kim a lot, above them was not

But a jealous ex-husband would love them to rot

I guess he loved Kim still

His only thoughts him, them, kill

Cause he a coward motherfucker

On Christmas Eve he broke in and waited in they house for hours

Crazy motherfucker!

Brian pulled up with Kim and little Alissa in the car

Saw a shadow in the house from afar and said, "Wait"

Got out the car, opened the gate

Walked in the house and her fucking ex sealed my nigga's fate

That was my best friend, bitch-ass nigga

Walked out the house and shot Kim right in front of Alissa

Then he saved the last shot for him, blast!

Now you better hope I don't go to hell, because I'mma be on your ass!

Executive producer: Travis O'Guin

Associate producer: Dave Weiner and Ron *

Project consultant, general management: Bob Grossi, Brian Shafton and Ben Grossi

Production assistant: Cory Lloyd, Glenda *, Don O'Guin, Cory Nielsen and Brian Fraser

Project management and publicity coordinator: Korey Lloyd

And publicity by: * *

A&R: Travis O'Guin and Aaron D. Yates, Tech N9ne

Legal: Bob Liberman, photography: RW2

Art direction and design: Liquid 9

Marketing and promotion:

Street marketing: Aaron * and Josh *

Internet marketing: Brad Morrow-ow-ow

Creative consultant for Strange Music: My main man David Temple

Album score by: Michael "Seven" Summers

Recorded and mixed by: Robert Rebeck

Mastered by: Tom Baker and additional vocals by me (Kali Baby)

This is the end of K.O.D