Luyện nghe bài hát Murder

[Verse 1: The
at Marilyn Monroe's silhouette while smokin' my first cigarette
Listenin' to Marvin ask his about his death
How you a nigga out, then shoot a nigga out?
Dead bodies in my dreams, Bob Marley on my
Pass me the blunt, he was smokin' he died
You really think Elvis Presley suicide?
I don't...
It's either kill or you be
Ten pints of per human, ain't no refills
One thing us humans, nigga, we kill
Turkeys, chickens, pigs, each other, fuck us, we
Take a life, injection or free will
got murdered by the pigs, fuck did he kill?
That ain't of my business, though
But I'm the of motherfucker make it his business, so
Open the book and that page
It reads Ashe died from aids, no
murder, nigga
[Hook: Kendrick
Murder...
Gunfire, death is so quiet, ask why, tell 'em
Murder...
The sun rise then hide by grey skies, cry sounds like
Murder...
Murder, murder, murder,
Murder, murder, murder,
[Verse 2: The
Malcolm X standing on that
It was staged for him to see gauge...
Murder,
Doctor King that room
Who knew that he would die soon?
murder, nigga
JFK in that drop
He goodbye, then they blew off his top
It's murder,
Diddy Big, and Suge watched Pac
They both was ridin' passenger when they got shot, murder
Who the killed Michael Jackson, his physician?
He died slow in his music, you ain't listen
Now his daughter gettin' slapped by his
And that's probably gon' kill mama
So I'm Ms. Jackson, I'm sorry Ms. Houston, sissy
shed a tear but ain't no sissy
'Cause Whitney's sill me
And her death hurt a nigga
So let's get back to 'bout murder, nigga
John Lennon got in the back
And McCartney couldn't do shit 'bout that
it was murder, nigga
Listen, this ain't you and me
about Trayvon Martin and Huey P.
And how they shot Sam Cooke
Twelve years of and it ain't in one damn book
Lee Harvey Oswald to serve a sentence
the crowd comes a revolver
That's murder,

[Verse 3:
Gaspin' for air, niggas on
to fight the inevitable, sing on
You hear that fat lady up?
The end came a warning, huh?
Them real with them rags on
get killed 'bout them flags, homes
The Game told you the play was
So it don't what you say, cause
Say Blood, niggas livin' what they die by
You out playin' while these niggas doin' drive-bys
If murder was the case they gave Snoop
Then how the fuck you think they gon' you?
Them played you
You stand up
You a there, boy, put your hands up
Don't this to a 1-8-7
I have you leanin' on the to Heaven
Spittin' blood, these are tales from the
Suicide quicker, but a murder sounds good
a motherfucker would try to play me like a toy
You get a bullet in your head, homeboy
The people sayin' that a drug overdose killed
bullshitted...
It was
Or a plane killed Otis Redding
That's how said it, but it was murder
The kill us at alarming rates
They point they guns at the ones they
If Bin Laden brought the Trade down
Then how the did he die just now?
Murder,

Murder...
Murder kill
They killin' still
And I'm just y'all the real
Nigga, murder murder
Nigga, kill kill
For