Luyện nghe bài hát Motive for Murder

*liffy
The stress of everyday living is corrupting my soul
Im 2 months out the joint on papers walking with 3 parole
I did 4 and a half a slab and shit a was dying
I'm finally back in the world and it's hard but I'm trying
Not to fall and risk my freedom again trying to
waiting for this pussy ass job to call
And it ain't
Got me tipping to them things popping
Cash bags
With plenty of cane for recopping knocking
Its I'm on
I cry when I'm at home cause I'm
24 years and grown a future unknown
My heart was torn from the of being back in the game
But I'd die getting my hussle on and live like a lane
So back to pistols and cane
on licks hitting stains
The mob runs through my veins
Its too late for me to
These streets got me
up and paranoid
Ready to add on situations I can and avoid
big voices getting hot
They sneaking on blocks
They trying to bring me in
But them pins got
Now got me on the run
Cherishing every breath
But I ain't going
Its freedom or
be my motive for murder

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

I'ma survive streets another day
I the pain in my heart won't go away
These fuckers try to murder me
And nobdy hurt my family
Thats he gotta die

9 times out of 10 you can find trying to hit a better lick
If it ain't coming up the dopest shit
I'm trying to cop the thickest brick
Cause in the belly of the best
Is to povertys bottomless pit
Where bitch trick
And thirsty fuckers beat you out of everything you get
But it seems like trying to make some type of come up quick
Before it's too to get straight
And the most I make is final
Anywhere shit like riding slick
With a thick slobbing your dick
Even if it fighting these niggas in cases
As as neither ones thick
I swear when I get hit
I go in a crucial rage a flick
straight lunatic
Making all these bitches niggas hear their tick
But don't mean my minds sick
Just cause I'm motivated by a lot of
When by the p's
And fuckin fine fee's and 3's ease
For sho the skilled
in the mask up kill for it
I'll whoop a fiend a crushed grill
I'll bet his dumb ass'll blow it
Bullshit nothing
I'm to get this first mil in the bank
And a bullet-proof hummer tank
So the next haters who try to air me out up blank
And i'ma have to sacrifice life
With a wrath thats stronger than
And forces of thats know to do damage to human eyesight
I guess true
the route of all evil
Cause or legal
Its all by the eagle
And be my for murder

Lord I was hurt from a judge from the start
How i'ma hide love this mark
This nigga my homie die in my arms
Had to put a slug in his
Mother that stuff
It was just a on his part
My boy was young and
his dreams and wishes
Try to do right but my attitude like them bitches
Drowning all my sorrows in bottles of
And a quarter of dro want a rap
I'm bout to
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
if a slug hit him
I was still hurt enough to aim at and die with him
Can't control them
Now it's to throw them thangs
Visions of the stud don't
the clip of am out right
Ambulance come
By the time the
of his nikes
I it sound cold
But this put a hole in my soul
? shorties years stole?
He was 17 years old
And at the I got to watch his mama's tears roll
And I know he used to sometimes
Carry a 9 but you took your sunshine
No more on the fun times
and coming at bitches with blunt lines
But this nigga going to want mine
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 armed with a fist full of steel
Eyes gleam with the
thought I'd be facing to 2 mothers
In of a prosecuting team and a jury
How did one murder turn 2
Revenge had me shooting hate
I stop
In the of the action
Is that little ? got shot
All because of my for murder