Lyrics:
The bartender said you'd better think twice
She's not the kind of girl your momma would like
Don't waste your time, just walk on by
She'll just walk away
to join me easy to hate me
No man is an island surrounded by safety
Envious flash black ashes to dust
Candle wax cracks one S&M bust
Lust isn't trusted
Yo, I live the life of '62 pick-ups
Pumpin' on corners, beat downs to stick-ups
Seein' events, of which I had to stay silent
Murder, extortion,
real my head is sick and polluted
Only thing left for me to do now is shoot it
Your honor I swear I didn't murder that man
I had to choke the demons
Watch as the big man knocks off their blocks.
Run up the ladder but not far enough.
Cheat the numbers, watch the games get tough.
They've done
the Mobb was deep
That hung the Son of Man who died just to bring back the lost sheep
On all streets all peeps naughty by nature
Whether you biggie or small
Minuets turned to hours
Motivated by the money
A passion for the power
Cowards talked very seldom acted
Bitches with nothing
To do but hate on staks shit
soul rest in peace
Don't know why he's gone but the murder has got deceased
M is for the money, and then for the music
Cause without the money hardly
Enter a stage of bloody dismay
Where beast and man are cast
To be slain
Chants from the mob
Feeds their victims desires
Without fail, the crowd
gang
But we bang niggas up
Besides rap I blaze niggas up
My ox shit, my mutton chops
Ice pick their guts never gon' na stop
All your mans is
dude, snap a dude
(Brownsville)
You listen to gun shots pop, it's murder capitol
We all for one boy, where them young boys clappin' you
And thugs
pressure, gettin' blackmailed
Villains usin' their dealings
Makin' killings of crack sales
The theme song of murder, nobody's kiddin'
These fools are
the trigga on the nigga there's no need to stall
So if you run up you'll get gunned up by this quiet nigga
Shoestring won't buy it, nigga, so don't you
boulders
Rollin with my chip Motorola
Blazer all fucked but I ain't walkin
Head feelin light cause my stomach startin to talkin
As I roll by hoes yellin
[Threat]
Who is this at my do'?
It's the three pigs with a two-by-fo'
They must be lookin for John Doe
Well anyway, motherfucker here I go
So catch
[Chorus]
We the undisputed, the most wanted, the most hated
Most niggaz never squeeze, they overated
You fascinated by the way my clan made it
going to take by force,
Assertion, aggressions, murder then vengeance,
We treat peace like it's a term of acceptance,
Exception we're not accepting if
and heaters
Cuz I'm more than my money
試すんじゃねえ
I'm a murder the dummy
One by one Lyrical gunman
I'm a shoot in your head
if u test the champion
絶対やめときなNo, never
when I'm around, y'all hold y'all breath
I make murder music, my shit bang in the city
But they want me to chill since Janet showed titty
It's too much
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
swear even man was singles
Couldn't end the murder spree
Every time they heard me touch the microphone, first degree
I was tryna rub these niggas out
you up and kicked the bucket
Just like old man Moe
When you got no kicks from lovin'
And the news begins to spread
All the cats will holler murder
the black rose grow my way! Murders justified by a twisted truth of insanity Holy deeds with war conclusion Weight our souls with blood and bones Are we
by the motel sign
And she says,
hey there mister, so nice to see ya, I heard you broken the law,
Now we can't be too loud and you better be quick
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