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Mothafuckin'
murderer

Murdered my the only thing
I'm to tell is to take it to that, nigga
Get that mutherfucker I tell myself
Make that feel what Chell felt

Heavenly father but your will to bring them to her eyes
Fuck the fussing and the fights why she to die
Couldn't believe my, baby, to leave away here so goddamn early
I tried to tell her that was bad news but she ain't heard me

Fact was that she love bitch
But she found love on the shift
And how many mutherfuckin' quick lift or spliff on the
Find my, baby, sister she ain't deserve shit

Nigga, you of nigga, you wouldn't
Put your on a woman how could it be my sister
Can't say I wouldn't miss her but I wouldn't cha
Get that bitch for time he hit, ya he gone pay for what he did, ya

Mothafuckin'
murderer
Mothafuckin'

Possessed that nigga that her 100%
Black self every women
Nigga, you lost your fuckin' life when you hers
From her you took her from her

And her baby, mother her
But after it's said and done your ass gone burn like it's
Even a fuck 'bout a system, was your victim
Fuck, he said, he did it what the fuck you mean being a victim

Fuck him I'll get 'em be nigga, to deal with him
Cut him and split him reverse feelin'
Committed mutherfuckin' centuries under my
The paper said, to her what did the killin'

But thats on my first to make him my first blood
Nigga, you took her from her fuckin' friends and first cous'
She probably miss my partner she was cool
multiplied by the people she went to school

With the less rest my sweet sister
I'm to handle this business
Get that and kiss ya, picture
Heavenly he done put me in that water

But I got to get bitch for what he did
To my momma
Never dreamed be the one to hurt her
She died a bloody

Mothafuckin'
Mothafuckin'
Mothafuckin'
Mothafuckin'

Into the tick-tock of the wee hour started to get sour
She was killed by that coward
How could nothin' so much and
No more was uppin' no huggin'

But his conciense the truth so he fucked up and
Her memories was all that was so to that I'm clutchin'
She was taken out of your reach now you touch her
Unfortunately also taken from us so we gotta

down to that last supper gotta hustle
Feelin' my album shake the devil up reconstruct motherfucka
I never slowed just throw it down like I know how
Thought I do it she would have wanted me to do it

I still can't I lost her in the worst way
She wearin' my very first T-shirt on my birthday
Now what the fuck I'm supposed to
Would have celebrated if I his ass
But I got in my bed and too late

Everybody gotta roll they play no hollerin' when to pray
But this gotta pay
There will be no excuse for what you've done
Even him when he started stealin' from me
them was crumbs

A raindrop to a river, huh, a sinner to a
A holler to a whisper she was the sole
I got along which, ya, but I'm a never
Heal from the of what you did to my sister

Mothafuckin'
murderer
Mothafuckin'

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Mothafuckin'
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