Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Me

Liffy
the stress of everyday living is slowly corrupting my
Im 2 months out the joint on papers walking with 3 years
I did 4 and a half a slab and shit a was dying
I'm finally back in the world and its but I'm still trying
not to fall and my freedom again trying to ball
while waiting for this pussy ass job to
and it hopping
got me tipping to them things popping
cash dropping
with plenty of cane for recopping oppurtunity
its I'm on
I cry I'm at home cause I'm alone
24 years and with a future unknown
my heart was torn from the pain of being in the game
but I'd rather die my hussle on and live like a lane
so its to pistols and cane
plotting on licks stains
the mob life through my veins
its too for me to change
streets got me deranged
strapped up and
ready to add on I can and can't avoid
plus big getting hot
they constantly sneaking on
trying to bring me in unconscious
but pins got popped
now got me on the run
every last breath
but I ain't going
its or death
be my motive for murder

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[Liffy
now I you the judge of life and death
I ain't evil or
but somebody done me pain and sorrow
so I'ma have to something
let me count the ways I can repent
trying to stay and focused
but that evil in his eyes let me know nigga too bogus
be my motive for murder

I'ma survive these streets day
I know the in my heart won't go away
mother fuckers try to murder me
and won't nobdy my family
thats what he die

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9 times out of 10 you can find trying to hit a better lick
if it ain't coming up with the shit
then I'm to cop the thickest brick
cause life in the of the best
is equal to povertys pit
bitch niggas trick
and thirsty mother fuckers beat you out of you get
but it like everybodys trying to make some type of come up quick
before its too to get straight
and the most I is final pick
they shit like riding slick
with a thick slobbing your dick
if it means fighting these niggas in cases
as as neither ones thick
I swear when I get hit
I go in a crucial like a flick
turn straight
making all bitches niggas hear their final tick
but that don't mean my minds
cause I'm motivated by a lot of cheese
when by the p's
and fuckin fine fee's and 3's with
for sho the skilled
in the mask up kill for it
I'll whoop a fiend a crushed grill
I'll bet his dumb ass'll blow it
ain't nothing
I'm trying to get first mil in the bank
and drive a hummer tank
so the next haters who try to air me out come up
and have to sacrifice your life
with a wrath stronger than christ
and forces of life know to do damage to human eyesight
I its true
moneys the of all evil
cause crooked or
its all by the eagle
and be my for murder

lord knows I was hurt from a judge the start
how hide love from this mark
this made my homie die in my arms
had to put a slug in his
mother fuck that
it was a grudge on his part
my boy was and ambitious
his dreams and wishes
try to do right but my attitude like blast bitches
drowning all my sorrows in bottles of
and a quarter of dro want a rap
I'm to snap
here the big pay back
up on the dresser for the black and gray strap
I'm crying and
I was so bad I felt I had to go kill him
even if a hit him
I was still enough to aim at myself and die with him
can't control pains
now its to throw them thangs
of the stud don't stay
empty the clip of am out
ambulance around
by the the hypes
of his nikes
I it sound cold
but bullet put a hole in my soul
shorties years stole?
he was 17 years old
and at the funeral I got to watch his tears roll
and I know he to wild sometimes
carry a 9 but you away your sunshine
no more on the fun times
balling and at bitches with blunt lines
but nigga ain't going to want mine
for the pain I'ma this funk and dismantle this junk
all that
in all and then pumped
to run up on this
tip up on him jump
mission to kill armed with a fist full of
gleam with the fury
never thought I'd be facing to 2
in front of a prosecuting and a jury
how did one turn into 2
revenge had me shooting hate
I couldn't
in the mist of the
is that little ? got shot
all of my motive for murder