Luyện nghe bài hát Motive for Murder

*liffy
The stress of everyday living is corrupting my soul
Im 2 out the joint on papers walking with 3 years parole
I did 4 and a a slab 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
While waiting for pussy ass job to call
And it hopping
Got me tipping to them things popping
bags dropping
With plenty of cane for oppurtunity knocking
Its I'm on
I cry when I'm at cause I'm alone
24 years and grown a future unknown
My heart was torn from the of being back in the game
But I'd rather die getting my on and live like a lane
So it's back to pistols and
Plotting on licks hitting
The mob life through my veins
Its too for me to change
These got me deranged
up and paranoid
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 them pins got
Now got me on the run
Cherishing last breath
But I ain't going
Its freedom or
That be my motive for

*liffy
Now I know you the judge of life and
I ain't evil or
But somebody done brought me and sorrow
So i'ma to kill something
Let me count the ways I can repent
Trying to holy and focused
But evil in his eyes let me know 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 try to murder me
And won't nobdy hurt my
what he gotta die

9 times out of 10 you can find trying to hit a better lick
If it ain't coming up with the shit
I'm trying to cop the thickest brick
Cause life in the belly of the
Is to povertys bottomless pit
Where niggas trick
And thirsty mother beat you out of everything you get
But it seems like everybodys trying to some type of come up quick
it's too late to get straight
And the most I is final pick
they shit like riding slick
With a chick slobbing your dick
Even if it means fighting these in cases
As as neither ones thick
Cause I swear I get hit
I go in a crucial like a flick
Turn straight
Making all these bitches niggas their final tick
But that don't mean my sick
Just cause I'm by a lot of cheese
trees by the p's
And fuckin fine and 3's with ease
For sho the skilled
Within in the up kill for it
I'll whoop a fiend with a crushed
bet his dumb ass'll stil blow it
Bullshit ain't
I'm trying to get this first mil in the
And drive a bullet-proof tank
So the haters who try to air me out come up blank
And have to sacrifice your life
With a wrath stronger than christ
And forces of life thats know to do damage to human
I it's true
Moneys the route of all
Cause or legal
Its all manipulated by the
And be my for murder

Lord knows I was hurt from a judge the start
How i'ma hide love from this
This nigga my homie die in my arms
Had to put a in his heart
fuck that stuff
It was a grudge on his part
My boy was young and
his dreams and wishes
Try to do right but my like blast them bitches
Drowning all my sorrows in bottles of
And a ounce of dro want a rap
I'm bout to
Here the big pay back
Looking up on the dresser for the black and strap
I'm and shit
I was so bad I felt I had to go kill him
Even if a hit him
I was still hurt enough to aim at myself and die him
Can't control pains
Now time to throw them thangs
Visions of the stud don't
Empty the of am out right
Ambulance around
By the time the
of his nikes
I know it cold
But bullet put a hole in my soul
? never shorties stole?
He was only 17 old
And at the funeral I got to watch his mama's roll
And I know he to wild sometimes
Carry a 9 but you away 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 i'ma this funk and dismantle this junk
all that
In all black and then
To run up on nigga
Tip up on him then
Mission to kill with 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 murder turn 2
Revenge had me shooting thorugh
I stop
In the mist of the
Is when that ? got shot
All because of my for murder