Luyện nghe bài hát Motive for Murder

*liffy
The of everyday living is slowly corrupting my soul
Im 2 out the joint on papers walking with 3 years parole
I did 4 and a half a and shit a nigga was dying
I'm finally back in the world and hard but I'm still trying
Not to fall and risk my freedom again to ball
While waiting for this ass job to call
And it hopping
Got me tipping to hear them popping
Cash dropping
plenty of cane for recopping 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 torn from the pain of being back in the
But I'd rather die getting my hussle on and live like a
So it's back to and cane
Plotting on licks hitting
The mob life runs through my
Its too for me to change
streets got me deranged
Strapped up and
Ready to add on I can and can't avoid
big voices getting hot
They sneaking on blocks
They trying to bring me in
But pins got popped
Now got me on the run
Cherishing every breath
But I ain't back
Its or death
That be my motive for

*liffy
Now I you the judge of life and death
I ain't or nothing
But somebody done brought me and sorrow
So i'ma have to kill
Let me the ways that I can repent
Trying to holy and focused
But that evil in his eyes let me know nigga too bogus
That be my for murder

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

9 times out of 10 you can find trying to hit a better lick
If it coming up with the dopest shit
Then I'm trying to cop the thickest
Cause in the belly of the best
Is equal to povertys pit
Where niggas trick
And thirsty mother beat you out of everything you get
But it seems like everybodys trying to make type of come up quick
it's too late to get straight
And the most I make is pick
Anywhere they shit riding slick
a thick chick slobbing your dick
Even if it means these niggas in cases
As long as neither thick
I swear when I get hit
I go in a crucial rage a flick
Turn lunatic
Making all these bitches niggas hear their final
But that don't mean my sick
Just cause I'm by a lot of cheese
trees by the p's
And fine fee's and 3's with ease
For sho the skilled
in the mask up kill for it
I'll whoop a fiend a crushed grill
bet his dumb ass'll stil blow it
Bullshit ain't
I'm trying to get this first mil in the
And a bullet-proof hummer tank
So the next haters who try to air me out come up
And i'ma have to sacrifice your
With a wrath thats than christ
And forces of life know to do damage to human eyesight
I guess it's
the route of all evil
Cause or legal
Its all by the eagle
And be my motive for

Lord I was hurt from a judge from the start
How i'ma hide love this mark
This made my homie die in my arms
Had to put a in his heart
Mother fuck stuff
It was just a on his part
My boy was young and
Took his dreams and
Try to do right but my attitude like them bitches
Drowning all my in bottles of yack
And a quarter ounce of dro a rap
I'm to snap
come the big pay back
Looking up on the for the black 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 still hurt enough to aim at myself and die him
Can't control them
Now it's time to throw them
Visions of the stud stay
Empty the clip of am out
Ambulance come
By the the hypes
of his nikes
I it sound cold
But this put a hole in my soul
? 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 reminising on the fun times
Balling and coming at bitches blunt lines
But this nigga ain't going to want
For the pain i'ma handle this funk and dismantle junk
Fuck all
In all black and then
To run up on this
Tip up on him then
Mission to kill armed with a fist of steel
Eyes gleam the fury
Never thought I'd be to 2 mothers
In front of a prosecuting and a jury
How did one murder turn 2
Revenge had me shooting thorugh
I stop
In the of the action
Is when that little ? got
All of my motive for murder