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to die Last nigga tried I was booking that five Years in the cell, I called my little brother He hit both witness, then I got acquitted I wave one hand
fingers Bring in competition and face this Nina Got your whole crew doing subpoenas Hell nah, you ain't seen a crew genius Murder whoever's between us,
she don't even try to Blame it on your momma, bitch Or blame it on jail ‘cause you thought you was poppin' With your little followers (ha) She thought
nigga (Look!) Let 'em (Look!) know your (Look!) background! Let 'em know how you've been for a while All I was taught was murder murder Kill
murder Bloody hands she better think quick Running out of cheap tricks Running out of lipstick Tried to take a bite out of me Little nibble Kiss kiss
jacked off on the third I'm obvious oblivion but that's my science Fuck your head up like corn rows put in by blind giants Haven't been with it, since
And then there were the police sirens wailing And a bull-horn squelched and blared "Drop your weapons and come out With your hands held in the air" Well, I
Out in the streets, they call it murder Welcome to Jamrock, camp where the thugs dem camp at Two pound ah weed inna van back It inna your hand
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
and blared "Drop your weapons and come out With your hands held in the air" Well, I checked the chamber of my gun Saw I had one final bullet left My
Think of your fellow man, lend him a helping hand Put a little love in your heart You see, it's getting late, oh, please don't hesitate Put
hunting us, breaking us Taking from us, and hiding your hands Fuck this, we ain't finna stay silent Hands up, don't shoot I deserve to live too! Hands up,
Now everybody put your motherfuckin' hands up I don't see 'em, I don't see 'em There we go What a day! To be existential Press the pencil, lost
your jealousy Poisonous recipe I am a Prodigy I got the poison I got the remedy We murder melodies! We flip it, Rip it Zip it, sip it, lick it And you
leave is ashes. Take ya shit & dashes, move away in tha caskats, fo' a murder got me breakin' out in rashes. So we can reach N feel your ass, like
a bomb in your house while you're sleeping (boom!) Keep your distance, Hiero is watching you Step by step, I never slept, I gots to do lots 'Cause you
and murder, elements of the streets You either play the role or get your god damn ass beat See I can get the pussy and money is a must Try to stop me, ashes
split Leave you all dead with your wrists slit, uh Diamonds all yellow like pikachu, uh This is fuckin murder, aye This is fuckin murder, yeah Gotta check
revenue Wash off my hands in the bleach for the residue Put that boy in a suit like a nigga was dressing dude Whole lotta murder when I think in my head
your hands up in the air If you really don't care about the next man's life, you get the chair In the Slaughtahouse [The price a rapper must pay] Outro:
by your hand The kind of murder where nobody dies But I don't suppose you'd understand If I am Lolita Then you are a criminal And you should be killed
Out in the streets, they call it murder Welcome to Jamrock, camp where the thugs dem camp at Two pound ah weed inna van back It inna your hand
fly down And light on your right knee. A girl who would murder her own true love Would kill a little birdlike me."
his hand Take it back, take it way back Take it way way back to the first white man At the very moment when they looked around And said fuck it
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