Lyrics:
a fuck I'm puttin an end to all your dreams
It seems like I'm surrounded by vultures beggin for torture
I told all you petty fools not to fuck with this
me feeling like Tony Montana, ready for battle
You know in this late nights, I'm looking for eagle eyes
You niggas a snake life, I take off like eagle
. Rosenberg
Now you're livin' life up in the fast lane, Mr. Rosenberg
Always with a bad dame gettin' mad brain, Mr. Rosenberg
Feels like I've been gone for
my Dreams
Murder in my Dreams
Murder runs within me, I murder all the time
Cuz these voices in my head are screaming that you have to die!
So you
[Mr. Shadow]
Quivole Mr. Shadow Lil Rob VMF
On the board for the 98 and it won't stop
Check It
[Mr. Shadow]
It is I the unfadable lyricist
Bringin
I thank God for everything
(Mind on my murder) mind on my murder
(Mind on my murder) ooh
(Young Nigga World, bitch) (part two)
Mind on my murder
at the marks that I despise
Through evil eyes, high style thoughts turn homicides
You gots to die, for tryna ride and get me
Got some off, but none of them hit
your beats are for bars
Cause DNA can never live in a cell
If you ain't got no heart nigga
If y'all wanna know why I brung
All this to the center stage
or the grave
Real street nigga, no pen to the page
And I will beef with you anywhere, any place
Lil' ugly ass bitch better fall back
Keep my name out your
time,
I’ll call you. I’ll go see to the customers.
I have another friend...
Tobias:
Is that a pie fit for a king, Mrs. Lovett:
A wondrous sweet
If I, you get me
Pull up with a stick, it's murder
Anything I do
Grease, I'm blessed
Yeah
If I pull up on the strip, it's murder (it's murder
us what kind of rumors have you murder sense the release of that album
And some of the things you been through
[Verse One: Lil' Rob]
Well let me
Hey, I be talkin' to myself like
In the mirror and shit, like
Is you ready for this shit?
Nigga, are you? What's up?
I wasn't ready for that
[Ja Rule]
Uh, uh, yeah
We back up in this motherfucker
Murder Inc
Ha ha
I go by the name of the Rule
You know
Got my nigga Chink Santana in
[Mr. Lil One]
And you'd better be knowing exactly what it is
That my motherfuckin Shadow be talkin' about up in this Motherfucker
HEHEHEHEHEHHEEEEE, For
for your mind say it (Yeah, yeah)
Well, I'm ready for ya
Come let me show ya
You want to groove, I'mma show you how to move
Come, come Mr. DJ, song pon
lo
And she all upon me like a logo, logo
But I'm not complaining, by baby let's go ohhhh
She kill them with the dance
She murder with her waist
I ain't a hater, your nigga a doofus, you are forever my lady
Yeah, my lil' niggas is mainy, they know that I love 'em to death
That's word
feel you can ignore no more.
Verse One: Frost
Homicide, on the murder scene
Another frustrated gang-related senseless slaying
Victim: a young product
Face to face thats how i like to handle it
Save the day you can call me mr anderson
Cypher dead these niggas they talking presidents
Pockets is trash
muh'fuckers know
Who you are little snitch ass bastards
Bitch ass bastards i still be in your hood
Comin' through for mad years
Out in Brooklyn, I see your punk
lives are took
I can't see no difference from Mr. Hussein to Mr. Bush
Death and deception it's the brew the devil cooks
Dear Mr. President you had
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In
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