Luyện nghe bài hát Motive for Murder

*liffy
The of everyday living is slowly corrupting my soul
Im 2 months out the joint on papers walking 3 years parole
I did 4 and a half a and shit a nigga was dying
I'm finally back in the and it's hard but I'm still trying
Not to fall and risk my freedom again to ball
waiting for this pussy ass job to call
And it ain't
Got me to hear them things popping
Cash dropping
With plenty of cane for oppurtunity knocking
Its I'm on
I cry when I'm at home cause I'm
24 years and with a future unknown
My was torn from the pain of being back in the game
But I'd rather die getting my hussle on and live a lane
So it's to pistols and cane
on licks hitting stains
The mob life runs my veins
Its too for me to change
These streets got me
up and paranoid
Ready to add on situations I can and can't
Plus big getting hot
They constantly on blocks
They trying to bring me in
But them got popped
Now got me on the run
every last breath
But I ain't going
Its or death
That be my motive for

*liffy
Now I know you the judge of and death
I ain't evil or
But somebody done brought me and sorrow
So i'ma have to kill
Let me count the ways that I can
Trying to stay and focused
But that evil in his eyes let me know that nigga too
be my motive for murder

I'ma survive these another day
I the pain in my heart won't go away
These mother fuckers try to me
And won't nobdy my family
what he gotta die

9 out of 10 you can find mays trying to hit a better lick
If it ain't coming up with the shit
Then I'm to cop the thickest brick
Cause life in the belly of the
Is equal to bottomless pit
bitch niggas trick
And thirsty fuckers beat you out of everything you get
But it seems like everybodys trying to make some type of up quick
Before it's too late to get
And the most I make is final
Anywhere they shit like riding
With a thick slobbing your dick
Even if it means fighting these niggas in
As long as neither thick
Cause I swear I get hit
I go in a crucial like a flick
straight lunatic
Making all these bitches niggas hear their tick
But that don't mean my sick
Just cause I'm motivated by a lot of
When by the p's
And fuckin fine fee's and 3's with
For sho the poets
Within in the mask up for it
I'll a fiend with a crushed grill
I'll bet his ass'll stil blow it
Bullshit ain't
I'm trying to get this first mil in the
And drive a hummer tank
So the next who try to air me out come up blank
And i'ma have to your life
With a wrath stronger than christ
And forces of life thats know to do damage to human
I guess it's
Moneys the route of all
Cause or legal
Its all by the eagle
And be my for murder

Lord knows I was hurt from a judge from the
How i'ma love from this mark
This made my homie die in my arms
Had to put a slug in his
Mother fuck stuff
It was just a grudge on his
My boy was young and
Took his and wishes
Try to do right but my attitude like blast bitches
Drowning all my in bottles of yack
And a quarter of dro want a rap
I'm bout to
come the big pay back
Looking up on the for the black and gray strap
I'm crying and
I was hurt so bad I I had to go kill him
if a slug hit him
I was still hurt enough to aim at myself and die him
Can't control pains
Now it's time to them thangs
of the stud don't stay
Empty the of am out right
Ambulance come
By the time the
Taking of his
I it sound cold
But this bullet put a hole in my
? never shorties years
He was 17 years old
And at the funeral I got to watch his mama's tears
And I know he used to sometimes
Carry a 9 but you took your sunshine
No more reminising on the fun
Balling and coming at with blunt lines
But this ain't going to want mine
For the pain i'ma handle this and dismantle this junk
Fuck all
In all black and then
To run up on this
Tip up on him then
Mission to kill armed a fist full of steel
Eyes gleam with the
Never thought I'd be to 2 mothers
In of a prosecuting team and a jury
How did one murder turn 2
had me shooting thorugh hate
I stop
In the of the action
Is when that ? got shot
All because of my motive for