Lyrics:
a living dread
Inna this ya town of the living dead
I and I born a living dread
Inna this ya town of the living dead
Oh, and so another juvenile soul
the days of our lives
See the murder mortalize, see the murder mo, these are the days of our lives
These are the days of our lives, these are the days of our
of all evil
'Cause crooked or legal
It's all manipulated by the eagle
And be my motive for murder
[Chorus]
[Twista]
Lord knows I was hurt from
and you sneak
And you cheat and you creep
You can't push that kind a envelope
It turns to murder she wrote
Cold world
Its your world, yeah
You keep living
Kept together by a bitter mind
In murder I will strive
I am the one
Who will take your life and make an end to the virtue
I live among
A herd of sheep
rope
When you lie and you sneak
And you cheat and you creep
You can't push that kind a envelope
It turns to murder she wrote
Cold world
It's your world,
1-2-3-4
Huh
Yeah these people tryna murder me yeah
And the government scared of me yeah
Yeah these people tryna murder me yeah
And the government
when it comes
Play, "Love Me Or Leave Me" by the great Bud Powell
Play, "The Blood-stained Banner" play, "Murder Most Foul"
a project brick
Pack of Newports and Actavis, yeah that's my starter kit
I put my Glizzy on my hip and flag to my left
I'd rather be judged by six than
the murder scene, blood stain 'em out
(repeat)
Verse 1: (Kool G. Rap)
Inside the chambers of Hell
Where all the L puffin' niggas dwell
And fell 'cause
position of number 19. Hmmm... Not alot of
people remember that. But, I do! Cause I played on them! Hah! Si! Now look, Murders in the Rue.... Oh by
the way,
ain't get to live his dream
Ain't been the same me since Dump died, been hurtin' by any means
Cousin merked in front my eyes, this can't be life, ain't
choose it over life
And in my heart I cannot believe in this murder
And I will not be fed by the lies
All the lives are created just to be murdered,
pleasure they howled as they brandished their ritual knives
Ready to honour the great Lord of Murder commited to take countless innocent lives
Death Night
its true
moneys the route of all evil
cause crooked or legal
its all manipulated by the eagle
and be my motive for murder
*CHORUS*
*Twista*
lord knows
its true
moneys the route of all evil
cause crooked or legal
its all manipulated by the eagle
and be my motive for murder
[CHORUS]
[Twista]
lord knows
to the murder of Dr david Gunn
Who was killed in Florida
By pro-life activists
While I was living there that was
The ultimate hypocrisy I
Witnessed growing up:
choose it over life
And in my heart I cannot believe in this murder
And I will not be fed by the lies
Or the life that's created just to be murdered
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I let Ja Rule when I murder ink
Murder pink, murder what you thought and what you think
This Queens prodigy is the product
out
The secrets you hide
Live for the fame
By the fame you will die
They put your name in lights
For all to see
Show them what a true
Movie star could
I'm forever burning trees
Like juvenile
The heats 400 degrees
Cleaning up the murder scene
With paper towels and some febreze
Like the records got
for twelve hundred
So I came off, if it's murder you want, it's murder I give
Makin' it harder for niggaz to live for you and your kids
No question,
everytime you give me head
My dick get cut up by the seam of your braces
A grown man that still lives in his mama's basement
Dissect a fuckin' ape and give it
T.H.U.G we be,
That's thug mentality we're thuggin'
Thuggin' thuggin' its the way I choose to live my life
T.h.u.g we be,
That's thug mentality
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