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 parole
I did 4 and a a slab and shit a nigga was dying
I'm finally back in the and its hard but I'm still trying
not to fall and risk my freedom again trying to
while waiting for pussy ass job to call
and it ain't
got me tipping to hear things popping
bags dropping
with plenty of cane for recopping oppurtunity
its I'm on
I cry when I'm at home cause I'm
24 years and with a future unknown
my heart was torn the pain of being back in the game
but I'd die getting my hussle on and live like a lane
so its to pistols and cane
on licks hitting stains
the mob runs through my veins
its too for me to change
these streets got me
strapped up and
ready to add on situations I can and avoid
big voices getting hot
they constantly on blocks
trying to bring me in unconscious
but pins got popped
now got me on the run
cherishing last breath
but I ain't back
its or death
that be my motive for

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[Liffy
now I know you the judge of life and
I ain't evil or
but somebody done brought me pain and
so I'ma to kill 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
that be my for murder

I'ma these streets another day
I know the pain in my heart won't go
mother fuckers try to murder me
and won't nobdy hurt my
what he gotta die

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9 times out of 10 you can find Mays to hit a better lick
if it ain't coming up with the shit
then I'm trying to cop the brick
cause life in the belly of the
is equal to bottomless pit
where niggas trick
and mother fuckers beat you out of everything you get
but it seems like everybodys trying to make some of come up quick
before its too late to get
and the most I is final pick
anywhere they like riding slick
with a chick slobbing your dick
even if it means fighting these niggas in
as long as neither thick
cause I swear I get hit
I go in a rage like a flick
turn lunatic
making all these bitches niggas their final tick
but that mean my minds sick
cause I'm motivated by a lot of cheese
when by the p's
and fuckin fee's and 3's with ease
for sho the poets
in the mask up kill for it
I'll whoop a fiend with a crushed
I'll bet his dumb ass'll stil it
ain't nothing
I'm to get this first mil in the bank
and drive a hummer tank
so the next haters who try to air me out come up
and I'ma have to sacrifice life
with a wrath stronger than christ
and forces of life thats know to do damage to human
I its true
moneys the of all evil
cause crooked or
its all manipulated by the
and be my for murder

lord knows I was hurt a judge from the start
how I'ma love from this mark
nigga made my homie die in my arms
had to put a slug in his
mother that stuff
it was just a grudge on his
my boy was and ambitious
took his dreams and
try to do right but my attitude like them bitches
drowning all my sorrows in bottles of
and a quarter ounce of dro a rap
I'm to snap
come the big pay back
looking up on the for the black and gray strap
I'm and shit
I was hurt so bad I I had to go kill him
if a slug hit him
I was hurt enough to aim at myself and die with him
can't control them
now its to throw them thangs
visions of the stud stay
the clip of am out right
ambulance around
by the time the
of his nikes
I it sound cold
but this bullet put a in my soul
?never years stole?
he was only 17 old
and at the I got to watch his mama's tears roll
and I know he to wild sometimes
carry a 9 but you took your sunshine
no more reminising on the fun
balling and at bitches with blunt lines
but this nigga ain't to want mine
for the pain handle this funk and dismantle this junk
fuck all
in all black and then
to run up on this
tip up on him then
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 team and a
how did one murder turn 2
revenge had me thorugh hate
I stop
in the of the action
is when that little ? got
all of my motive for murder