Lyrics:
bitches, tall and they slim
They know I'm [?] but see I know it's him
Never testify, I seen it in his eye
Attempted murder on his life in that 360, ah
knew you
[Chorus: x2]
I'm on a killing spree, murder sound boy constantly
Constantly murder wack MC
I'm on a killing spree, skill level at maximum
doper, when no one knew you
[chorus 2x: defari]
I'm on a killing spree, murder soundbwoy constantly
Constantly murder wack mc
I'm on a killing spree,
of thug, wit thug love
Lets keep it real
You want my money or you want to chill
[Chorus: x 2]
[C-Murder]
Now when I say No limit, why'all say soulja
And then I'll reload
And reload, and reload, and reload, and load
Whole barrel explode!!!!
Nigga I'm T-are-you, that means I'm TRU 2 Da Game
Mention me
I'ma still cry (still cry)
We ain't doin' no drive-bys, I look him in his eyes (I look him in his eyes)
Stand over with this fire
And I'ma watch that
just wanna be the illest MC (That's all I want)
The same time being as real as can be
Mayhem, sickness, murder, horror
These are the kind of words
marbles nigga
But I got two sides
Damn it feels good to be back in the Yea Area I mean the Westside
With these motherfuckin West Coast Bad Boyz
[Verse 1] Welcome to the land of misery Where my delivery strikes with madness Hearts explode from a touch of the 44 blastin (Party) By the killas
not them
Quoting stats on Sachel Page
Judging by the sudden loss of blood
While sleeping on your rooftop house floods
I built this house to float in
will kill I won't lie
I'm a God so you got to do right by my side
I keep Murda and blood running in my eyes yeah
I keep Murda and blood running in my
Everybody has a boss
Nothing happens for a cause
We don't fuck with you at all
Verse 1
mu-mu-murder bloody murder murder
young nigga back causing stirrup
by
a gram, you need to get a scale
UPS ya figures, put your feet in the mail, bitch
Hook
Verse 2
Jim Jones:
I'm pumping Murder Was The Case by Snoop Doggy
by the skin of anaconda
Love and loyalty if you my dawg if you my partner
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Chorus 2
1400, UPT
Silver dollar, See Hoochie Mama
Yes it made me,
Tell me how you want it
Feature prices go up till its two hundred
Like a bike we gone pop if the chain on him
We don't sip from the pint if the seal
He bragging bout murder
That's is ma cuz
That nigga living a lie
That's ma blood
He think he living alright
After smoking 2 blunts
He outta his
they out here tryna murder me
Got that Cuban Link, Ouuu yeah for my enemies
Will they ever find peace, Oh no
When I rest in peace, till then It's
[C Murder]
Wha?
Ghetto boy
Just a lil' Ghetto Boy
Chorus
A lil' a lil' a lil' a lil' a lil' a lil'
Just a lil' ghetto boy [Repeat: x4]
they out here tryna murder me
Got that Cuban Link, Ouuu yeah for my enemies
Will they ever find peace? Oh no
When I rest in peace, till then It's
stuck together
On some Siamese shit... yo
[Ghostface Killah]
Yo, classic murders, slick gun material
Burnt up bodies that rock with no burial
Hammers
changed
Hard time for non-violent crimes, that's a outrage
We need a meetin'
Money and fame is fleetin'
You never really know the reason why two people
Unh! I bring you murder in the first
And even as we speak we gettin further in this verse
With no further adieu I do what I respect
Doom got me
can't do this)
Distracted by the one who's
Distracted by the afters (Rich)
Distracted by the Gerrys
Distracted by the rappers (Sheesh)
Distracted by
Mike]
And still inside the chamber stands
A single cell with crimson hue
Resealed by spoken word of Man
Imbued with power from spiritual Truth
Two souls
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