Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Follows Me

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

Just the day
Somebody shot they up
At least that's what I been hearing I turn the news up
My momma said that there'd be like this
I seen it
and hit on my blunt and reminisce
Now I ask
Is a way to make it stop
A way to make the not pop
And is it
For me to live the way I to live
For me to get what I to get
And give all I need to give
My situation's getting major by the
That that shot his whole school up
turned eleven (Whaaa?)
And ain't no body even thinkin' it
And for that I hope every time you sleep you have a dream about it
Up in my hood it's a warzone
If somebody got a with somebody
They don't last
I seem 'em dyin' god damn day
And the worst about it
I think it's shit
I say it
So a...
day of my life
Is like ultra man the sun
I need to be killin'
I won't go 2 days without fillin' some
'em in the sewers
My underground
I kill a bitch and then hide in my
if they come and find me
I cry like a punk
I just look into the
And say I'm sorry
But it's all fault
You bought me Atari
follows me
Everywhere that I
Rydas
Boy, we never to learn
I just attract mad
Wit my black trucks and black
And up
Since I'm strictly givin' no
Murder's on my
I don't think I'm last
leave my lip fatter
Than ass
If I get
I resist that dance
the devil
I'm on another
Underneath the
I'm a thang that go bump in the night
And that bump be the back of your head off a pipe (a lead pipe)
I'm feelin good
Knowin' I'ma mothafuckin' to my neighborhood

I take it, it down, and analyze it
Manslaughter, murder one, murder two, hide it
I go somebody try and take me
Pistol out my pocket, and I cock it and make 'em
And I go
the third body today
This how I mothafuckas
go away
I leave trails every time I walk down the
Bystanders hoes and stretched out bloody
no traces
And even the is paid off
tryin to see incarceration
Makes you
16 in the
One in the chamber
it's all in my brain
But it seems like murder

crazy in the ghetto
Every fuckin' day
A nigga on
Now I gotta a way
Ta get back on my
Gotta call Shank up
Walkin' to the
Saw get throat cut
Blood out
As the started coughin'
shit a nigga could do
I kept (damn)
Got to the
I put the call in
The told me meet me at 9
We get to
Get my on
Headed back on the
Got to tha
See sucka get shot
Look like he heat from an AK
aint no escape when bullets spray
The brotha took like six in the chest (damn)
One straight shot lay the little kid to
And the little gots ta look about ten (shit)
Somebody got to her I'ma never see her again

Everywhere we go from the suburbs to the of the ghetto
Where the lil' grow
I used to be a nigga myself
And quick
Momma insisted that they on my mothafuckin' wealth
All I had was my (WOOF)
And my ma's it tight
me, "Shank do momma proud and do somthin' with ya life"
Don't waste your tryin' to be anotha useless thug
Or locked up like your tryin' to sell some drugs
Your the only one in this family tree
Anotha past
Now my 53
And ain't a damn thing in my life at all
Stickin' for they paper
Make my a cap tall
And a mothafucka catch a slug in his chest
He not a
If he was, he woulda had a fuckin'
I ain't got time to
The right to do
Besides the right thing to do don't always pay for and food (echoed)