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Remy’s “Guilty”: There’s Something About Her Lyrics

Prosecutors and judges are always trying to use rappers’ lyrics against them. Well, I was listening to Remy Ma’s 2006 debut, There’s Something About Remy: Based on a True Story (slept on album by the way), and reacquainted myself with track 15, “Guilty.”

If you haven’t heard the song it’s a story-driven rhyme where Remy talks about getting involved in a fictitious hit-and-run accident that leaves a little girl unconscious in the street. With a burner on her, Rem has only a split second to decide if she should stay or leave the scene of the crime. Based on the title, you can assume she chooses the latter and expresses remorse for her decision.

As I was listening to the record, it was eerily ironic how some of the lyrics could relate to Remy’s July 2007 shooting incident with her former friend, Makeda Barnes-Joseph, that landed the rapper in jail for the next eight years (hopefully less with good behavior.) Well, since litigators love using lyrics against rappers, I figured why not flip the script and see if “Guilty” could have been used in Remy’s defense instead. —NWSO

Defense: Ms. Martin, in your own words, what happened on the night in question?

Remy’s Rhyme Book: “He put the gun in my hand/I took my hand and put the gun in my pants/I took my pants and pulled ’em up on my ass…”

Defense: Let the record show that my client acknowledges that the weapon was not hers but that of an unnamed male. Now, Ms. Martin, what of the stolen money and your alleged speedy “getaway?”

Remy’s Rhyme Book: “…Got the cash out my pocket, dropped it and got my ass out of Dodge/And put it into the car, started it/Stepped on the gas, looked at the dash/95 really don’t seem fast when you so fuckin’ mad/And you so fuckin’ high and you can’t stop cryin’/Oh shit, I just ran a stop sign, fuck it…”

Defense: So you’re saying you were under emotional distress that night?

Remy’s Rhyme Book: “…This nigga got me stressin’/I can’t believe he got me buggin’ now I’m drivin wreckless/I can’t even see and my high beams ain’t really helpin’/But nobody really be usin’ the streets before 7…”

Defense: So it’s safe to say you weren’t yourself that night?

Remy’s Rhyme Book: “…Got the pedal to the metal like I, lost my mind/And I ain’t even see the school crossin sign/Car and the bastards, yeah, wind blowin’ in my hair/Seatbelt light’s blinkin’ but, I don’t care…”

Defense: I’m sure you’re exaggerating, Ms. Martin. You clearly had some remorse for what had just occurred, right?

Remy’s Rhyme Book: “…Oh, my God, my face already covered with tears/Sayin’ my prayers, I ain’t even seen her I swear/I stop out of reflex, saw blood everywhere…I’m sorry, all I can hear is I want my mommy/And then I ain’t hear nothin’ from the little girl’s body…”

Defense: Now what do you say to the prosecutions argument that you ran away?

Remy’s Rhyme Book: “…I’m scared but I can’t stop, what I’m gon’ do?/The first thing the cop’s gon’ say is it was drug influenced/They ain’t gon’ understand what this nigga was doin’/How he made me drive fast when I shoulda been cruisin’…”

Defense: Once again, let the record show that this unnamed gentleman influenced how the events of the night took place. If that’s not reasonable doubt, I don’t know what is. Continue Ms. Martin.

Remy’s Rhyme Book: “…And they probably won’t believe that it wasn’t the weed/And shorty just popped up, in the middle of the street/And they really gon’ be hatin’, this gun on my waist/And I checked shorty pulse and I don’t think she gon’ make it…”

Defense: Why didn’t you just call 9-1-1?

Remy’s Rhyme Book: “…Dial 9-1-1, or damn should I run?/I’m just weighin’ out my options before somebody come/If I stay I go to jail, if I run I’d be wrong/This is takin’ too long, fuck it I’m gone…”

Defense: Any last words before we rest our case, Ms. Martin?

Remy’s Rhyme Book: “…Damn I shoulda hit my brakes… Sometimes we all make mistakes… I guess I’m not that heartless… ’Cause now I got a guilty conscience.”

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