Cut that mike up for me Let's do thang boy, Deadly sounds right at ya stop none of this? Playa, this out
don't want this chorus all they want is Murder They don't feel my pain but they gone my presence And I've stressin' since a adolescent They don't want this chorus all they is Murder They don't feel my pain but they feel my presence
Now I ain't never rally's But it was close, I've stick ups for Bally's We love to smoke as I I heard you mention my name What you love to see me ain't part of the game you must be high 'Cause you like a Bass Head You hear me, I'm grindin', hard for mine ya feel me
Four hundred years of and now this It's like them cockroaches got you trained, just like a You see they in yo face now what they after And now they wanna take my
back stabba's, blucka blucka, I'mma get you sucka We tinted windows on the black Humma Trucka And after it rain he might be dead Jesse James Trained for pain when I lose everything I gain
It's simple mathematics you go ballistic Statistics show we breed in my district It ain't Mr. Rodgers I learned the game But it from the Dodgers
Pissed from pain, and Welfair a question a decision, we embraced it as a blessin' 'Cause food was and my tattoos tell a story I'm and Kevin died in his glory I he see me, I'm runnin' but I ain't movin' It's like a dream, 'cause all they want is what it seem
They want this chorus, all they want is Murder They feel my pain but they gone feel my presence And I've stressin' since a adolescent They don't want this chorus all they want is They don't feel my pain but they feel my presence And been stressin' since a adolescent
Come meet me in the 'cause it's a set up And the only way to stop, him get wet up Ain't no in you fakin' with me I'm just a pebble and the you got is bigger than me
Watch me shadow blood splattered and hit the pave I'm puttin' fresh on my empty grave Tryna sell a million so I can provide for my one Shit, they little mess like the rest of the ghetto children
It's confusin', I'm losin' to a broken puzzle Russian Roulette to my it's down bubble muzzle I'm Kamakazi, you try me put yourself beside me I'm a wanted man call Baby so she can hide me
The only is all the brotha locked up in prison Gettin' and pictures, I know they people miss em' Take a to Texas in a stolen Lexus Three mack is ready, that's me only protection
"Who do I in really?", I put my faith in God I was dealt some bad cards, he's in school yards And fightin' at night behind bars the hit me wit a murder charge All want is Murder boy