Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Me

Liffy
the stress of everyday living is slowly my soul
Im 2 months out the joint on papers walking with 3 years
I did 4 and a half a slab and shit a nigga was
I'm finally back in the world and its hard but I'm still
not to fall and risk my freedom trying to ball
while waiting for this ass job to call
and it hopping
got me tipping to them things popping
bags dropping
with plenty of cane for oppurtunity knocking
its I'm on
I cry when I'm at cause I'm alone
24 and grown with a future unknown
my heart was torn from the pain of being in the game
but I'd rather die getting my hussle on and live like a
so its to pistols and cane
plotting on licks hitting
the mob life runs my veins
its too for me to change
streets got me deranged
strapped up and
ready to add on situations I can and can't
plus big voices hot
they constantly on blocks
they trying to bring me in
but them pins got
now got me on the run
cherishing last breath
but I ain't back
its freedom or
that be my motive for

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

I'ma survive these another day
I know the in my heart won't go away
these mother try to murder me
and won't nobdy hurt my
thats 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 dopest
I'm trying to cop the thickest brick
cause life in the of the best
is equal to bottomless pit
where niggas trick
and thirsty mother fuckers beat you out of you get
but it seems like everybodys trying to make some type of up quick
before its too late to get
and the most I make is final
anywhere they shit like slick
with a thick chick slobbing dick
even if it means fighting these in cases
as as neither ones thick
cause I when I get hit
I go in a crucial rage a flick
straight lunatic
making all these bitches niggas their final tick
but that mean my minds sick
just I'm motivated by a lot of cheese
when by the p's
and fuckin fine fee's and 3's ease
for sho the poets
within in the up kill for it
I'll whoop a fiend a crushed grill
I'll bet his dumb ass'll blow it
bullshit nothing
I'm trying to get first mil in the bank
and drive a bullet-proof hummer
so the next who try to air me out come up blank
and I'ma have to your life
a wrath thats stronger than christ
and forces of thats know to do damage to human eyesight
I guess its
the route of all evil
cause or legal
its all manipulated by the
and be my for murder

lord knows I was hurt a judge from the start
how I'ma hide love from this
this made my homie die in my arms
had to put a in his heart
mother fuck that
it was just a grudge on his
my boy was and ambitious
took his dreams and
try to do but my attitude like blast them bitches
drowning all my sorrows in of yack
and a quarter ounce of dro a rap
I'm bout to
here the big pay back
up on the dresser 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 still hurt enough to aim at and die with him
can't control them
now its time to throw thangs
of the stud don't stay
empty the of am out right
ambulance around
by the time the
taking of his
I know it cold
but this bullet put a hole in my
?never years stole?
he was only 17 old
and at the funeral I got to watch his mama's roll
and I know he used to sometimes
carry a 9 but you away your sunshine
no more on the fun times
balling and at bitches with blunt lines
but this nigga ain't to want mine
for the pain I'ma handle this and dismantle this junk
fuck all
in all and then pumped
to run up on this
tip up on him jump
mission to kill armed with a fist full of
eyes with the fury
thought I'd be facing to 2 mothers
in front of a prosecuting and a jury
how did one murder into 2
had me shooting thorugh hate
I couldn't
in the of the action
is when little ? got shot
all because of my motive for