Lyrics:
on three homicides (murder)
It look like a dealership when I slide
Rolls' and Lambs popping outside
Hi-Tech red, he bought it by the pack
I fired up
featuring see Murder
[C Murder]
This for all my real niggas locked up
Payin they dues doin that time you know
Don't trip
cops now
Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down
Boo-yaow is the sound, bullet whizzed by
Still runnin like a nigga got nine lives
Don't
backed by bullies who be peelin' caps
I sack a rapper like linebacker, play my rhyme backwards
You can hear the Devil speak his mind with fine graphics
like this
But now I got the money, so every day we lit
By the time I turned ten I was running wild, listening to Juvenile
Staying at my grandma
(Mothafuckin right)
Murder follows me wherever I go
Just the other day
Somebody shot they school up
At least that's what I been hearing everytime I turn
fragile and timid
Pressed to the limit
12 years old, no household
From the start I was finished
Disowned by the biologicals
And adopted by rolling
to punchline heaven.
You cats know that thats my flow, I'm a legend,
Big up John Legend for doing the song bredrin
Ay, wanwan Kayne, I ain't a Juvenile, but
might not escape alive
Yeah all the doctors said I'm fine
I said "you live inside my mind"
They said "why"
I started to die
Then I spit a couple bars
the hustlin on the corner
(love these thug niggas ya heard me)
Know what I'm sayin makin it happen
Niggas in the rap game changin their lives
Silkk,
the world can't hide
Genocide niggas killing up they own kind
Murder, murder
Is something that I can't help
I even had to ride on some niggas by myself
I live
them lines with them hard hits
And I'm harmin', bombin' with heavy bombardments
Pushin' poetry like weed by the pounds
Underground railroad, RZA track
You ain't living how I live sucka
That's why I flex on niggas
They never did love us
I'm putting checks on niggas
Even my kid's mother
And you ain't
stains (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
We live by L.O.E., Loyalty Over Everything (everything)
Swear since I lost you nigga I been gettin' high as I can (I can)
crooked"
I go to jail and murder you from a cell
Put a knife in an envelope and have you stabbed in the mail (FedEx)
So how do you describe someone with
crooked"
I go to jail and murder you from a cell
Put a knife in an envelope and have you stabbed in the mail (FedEx)
So how do you describe someone with
the moans of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alledged, full-fledged, sledge RZA edge
One dose of my
'em, drill 'em)
Straight out the coast, right by the ocean
We wet 'em up, niggas is soakin'
We in them 'Rari's, them bitches is floatin'
Know they
Something about it, man
Same song and dance
In the pale moonlight (yo)
I'm looking at ya, yeah, girl, you're kinda tooken back by
The whole rapper
Mike Dizzle you a fool fa dis one
Rest in peace to Pimp C you'a G to me
Corey Miller and that Chad Butler pullin' kick doors
(Live by the trigger,
though it never stops
A mother’s son dead
Was killed by some kids popped
Shots, they back and forth
Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light
No idols,
gone take my life, how you fig nigga.
Get it how you live nigga, do you dig nigga?
You ain't gone take my life, I split yo wig nigga.
[Juvenile]
Dog,
Murder murder murder if I’m speaking now
Sculpted by Michael Angelo, Freed myself from the block
Unlocked the vision, P has risen slowly to the top
God fearin' weed dealer, the wise-eyed coke sniffer
The drug dealer, ass kisser, the free me at last nigga
For the pussy popper, the juvenile
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