Lyrics:
never think and never care
But though his file said suicide
No, that wasn't why he died
It was murder by his pretty golden hair
THEY BUILD BORDERS THROUGHOUT THE NATION
WITHIN THE CITIES AND FAMILY RELATIONS
IDEALISTIC MURDERS FOR AN OLD TRADITION
FIGHTING HEROES WITH PRIDE
rectify a thing people a dunce dat
Innocent gown down by gun shot
Cold blooded murder
Di killing it fi stop
Di good a suffer fi di bad mi nuh wah hear that
a song will pull me through
My murder ballad has me feelin.... feelin' bluegrass blue
My man ain't my man no more,
He pulled his boots on and walked right
never had one to give
Never will forget, probably never will forgive
Uh, I guess that's just how it is
And they still won't let the Black man live
and my confidants, we shine
You feel the ambiance, y'all niggas just rhyme
By the ounce, dough accumulates like snow
We don't just shine, we illuminate
slidin' on his belly
I'm grippin' on my hammer with the silencer twisted
Contemplatin' murder now, I'm 'bout to swerve on my biscuit
But it's my man
the streets, it ain't the same
Too many murders, too many funerals and too many tears
Just seen another brother buried plus I knew him for years
Passed by his
Now this is what they've been waiting for (yah, yessir)
Ya dig? (Ya dig?) Santana (Weezy F), ayy, haha
Ayy, Wayne (what up, man?)
What you been
Sweet one whine it back one time
No stress how I'm living my life
Two gyal by my side in my bros dem ride
If it's beef then it's boom bye bye
Sweet
dont
Locked the CEO up and I'm the CEO fuck
Prison in feburary and I aint in no rush
Drink till I throw up nigga roll mo blunts
Ball so hard man I
that rod like it's M1
Talkin' hot sauce
When it pop off with my Glock off
And the Wraith here from a pop-star
Man, I'm livin' a life niggas would die for
Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) (Slim Shady) I'm back
I murder a rhyme one word at a time
You never heard of a mind as perverted as mine
the weapon-try as I bomb atomically
Stagnant they stood surrounded and astounded
By this total square mileage of violence that I brung
I've not yet begun
cosmic radiations are stifling us.
Welcome, murder angels!
Welcome, cursed heartless angels
you who come from far away
to be destroyers.
Man is
Hold on yeah, it's gonna be alright
Don't trip, baby it'll get better
Aye, do this thug style, man, thug style
When this whole beat drop
We just gon'
Murder that she wrote
Everything is written proper
Pull up on a oppa
Hit his ass with that chopper
Murder that she wrote
Everything is written
in peace to all those we lost
By murder of the police damn
Don't shoot me, my nigga, it's just a book
It's probably what keeps everyone's life
End up
the lap
And if its slow in the ass back to the rope and the mask
Man we got that white girl
And wigga talk bout uh price to make it right for you
leads me to think that
You really don't like him
But let me find out that
She ain't into the kid
Man I tell her I'm from Tribe
So I Indian-give
Go while
And he might be the man where you from, but in lil' foenem eyes, he a stain
No, I can't socialize with a lame
You will get posterized when I bang
Murder murder kill kill kill
Murder murder kill kill kill
Deading any crew with the megaton fist
What da fuck ya wanna do?
What the fuck you think
(patton...)
Turn me up
Now I gotta murder da' murder ta' get away
The eyes gotta peer now the fool's gotta pay
And if they pay then they pay with
a bird and a glock
On the block makin money where they murder a lot
Or you can catch me up top shootin dice for a yard
I'm talkin six digits, niggaz bet
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