Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Follows Me

When I sit
Thank to
How fucked up
The has become
It seem like violence, is the only us mothafuckas know now days
Every I turn around
I look
It's anotha killin' anotha mothafucka
And that's mothafuckin' fucked up shit, mothafucka (Mothafuckin right)
Murder follows me I go

Just the day
Somebody shot school up
At least that's what I been hearing everytime I turn the up
My momma said that there'd be shit like
I never it
C'mon and hit on my and reminisce
Now I ask
Is there a way to make it
A way to make the not pop
And is it
For me to live the way I need to
For me to get I need to get
And give all that I need to
My getting major by the second
That fool that his whole school up
Just turned (Whaaa?)
And ain't no even thinkin' bout it
And for that I hope that every time you sleep you have a about it
Up in my it's like a warzone
If somebody got a problem somebody
They don't last
I seem 'em dyin' god damn day
And the worst thing it
I don't think shit
I say it
So a...
day of my life
Is like man meets the sun
I need to be killin'
I won't go 2 without fillin' some graves
Drag 'em in the
My caves
I kill a and then hide in my trunk
Except if they come and me
I will cry a punk
I just into the camera
And say mamma I'm
But all your fault
You never me Atari
Murder me
that I turn
Psychopathic
Boy, we never to learn
I just attract mad
Wit my black trucks and black
And up
Since I'm strictly no fucks
Murder's on my
I think I'm gonna last
leave my lip fatter
Than ass
If I get
I resist that dance
With the
I'm on level
the gravel
I'm a thang that go bump in the night
And that bump be the back of head off a lead pipe (a lead pipe)
I'm relaxed good
Knowin' I'ma mothafuckin' to my neighborhood

I take it, break it down, and it
Manslaughter, murder one, two, can't hide it
I go somebody try and take me
Pistol out my pocket, and I it and make 'em history
And I go
It's the third today
This how I killin'
go away
I leave every time I walk down the street
Bystanders hoes and dealers out bloody
Leave no
And even the is paid off
Ain't tryin to see
you soft
16 in the
One in the chamber
Maybe it's all in my
But it seems like murder

Shit's in the ghetto
Every motha day
A nigga on
Now I find a way
Ta get on my feet
Gotta call Shank up
Walkin' to the
Saw nigga get cut
Blood out
As the nigga coughin'
shit a nigga could do
I kept (damn)
Got to the
Then I put the in
The told me meet me at 9
We get to
Get my on
Headed on the block
Got to tha
See anotha get shot
Look he caught heat from an AK
Semi-auto aint no when bullets spray
The young brotha took like six in the (damn)
One straight lay the little kid to rest
And the little gots ta look about ten (shit)
Somebody got to tell her never see her again

Everywhere we go the suburbs to the hoods of the ghetto
Where the niggas grow
I to be a lil' nigga myself
And learn
Momma insisted that they focus on my wealth
All I had was my (WOOF)
And my kept it tight
Tell me, "Shank do momma proud and do somthin' ya life"
Don't waste time tryin' to be anotha useless thug
Or locked up like your 'causein to sell some drugs
Your the only one left in family tree
year past
Now my 53
And ain't a damn thing in my life at all
niggas for they paper
Make my a cap tall
And perhaps a catch a slug in his chest
He not a
If he was, he woulda had a fuckin'
I got time to consider
The things to do
Besides the thing to do don't always pay for bills and food (echoed)