Luyện nghe bài hát Motive for Murder

*liffy
The stress of everyday living is corrupting my soul
Im 2 months out the joint on walking with 3 years parole
I did 4 and a half a slab and shit a nigga was
I'm finally in the world and it's hard but I'm still trying
Not to fall and risk my again trying to ball
While waiting for this pussy ass job to
And it hopping
Got me tipping to hear them popping
Cash dropping
With plenty of cane for oppurtunity knocking
Its I'm on
I cry when I'm at home I'm alone
24 years and grown a future unknown
My heart was from the pain of being back in the game
But I'd rather die getting my hussle on and live like a
So it's back to pistols and
on licks hitting stains
The mob runs through my veins
Its too for me to change
These streets got me
Strapped up and
to add on situations I can and can't avoid
Plus big getting hot
They constantly sneaking on
They to bring me in unconscious
But them pins got
Now got me on the run
Cherishing every last
But I going back
Its or death
That be my for murder

*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 that I can repent
Trying to holy and focused
But that evil in his eyes let me that nigga too bogus
That be my motive for

I'ma these streets another day
I know the pain in my won't go away
These mother fuckers try to me
And won't nobdy hurt my
Thats what he die

9 times out of 10 you can find mays trying to hit a better
If it ain't coming up the dopest shit
Then I'm to cop the thickest brick
Cause life in the of the best
Is to povertys bottomless pit
Where bitch trick
And thirsty mother fuckers 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 I make is final pick
they shit like riding slick
With a thick chick slobbing dick
if it means fighting these niggas in cases
As long as ones thick
Cause I swear I get hit
I go in a crucial rage a flick
straight lunatic
Making all these bitches hear their final tick
But that don't mean my minds
Just cause I'm motivated by a lot of
When by the p's
And fuckin fee's and 3's with ease
For sho the poets
in the mask up kill for it
I'll whoop a fiend with a crushed
I'll bet his ass'll stil blow it
Bullshit nothing
I'm to get this first mil in the bank
And drive a bullet-proof hummer
So the next haters who try to air me out up blank
And i'ma have to sacrifice life
a wrath thats stronger than christ
And forces of thats know to do damage to human eyesight
I guess true
the route of all evil
Cause or legal
Its all manipulated by the
And be my for murder

Lord knows I was hurt from a judge from the
How i'ma hide from this mark
nigga made my homie die in my arms
Had to put a slug in his
fuck that stuff
It was just a grudge on his
My boy was young and
Took his and wishes
Try to do but my attitude like blast them bitches
Drowning all my sorrows in of yack
And a quarter ounce of dro a rap
I'm to snap
Here the big pay back
Looking up on the dresser for the and gray strap
I'm and shit
I was hurt so bad I felt I had to go him
Even if a hit him
I was hurt enough to aim at myself and die with him
Can't them pains
Now time to throw them thangs
Visions of the stud stay
Empty the clip of am out
Ambulance come
By the the hypes
of his nikes
I know it sound
But this bullet put a hole in my
? never years stole?
He was 17 years old
And at the funeral I got to his mama's tears roll
And I know he used to wild
a 9 but you took away your sunshine
No reminising on the fun times
Balling and at bitches with blunt lines
But this nigga ain't going to want
For the pain handle this funk and dismantle this junk
Fuck all
In all and then pumped
To run up on this
Tip up on him jump
Mission to kill armed a fist full of steel
Eyes with the fury
thought I'd be facing to 2 mothers
In of a prosecuting team and a jury
How did one turn into 2
Revenge had me thorugh hate
I couldn't
In the mist of the
Is when that ? got shot
All because of my for murder