Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Me

Liffy
the stress of everyday is slowly corrupting my soul
Im 2 months out the joint on walking with 3 years parole
I did 4 and a half a slab and shit a was dying
I'm finally back in the world and its hard but I'm trying
not to fall and my freedom again trying to ball
waiting for this pussy ass job to call
and it hopping
got me tipping to hear things popping
cash bags
with plenty of cane for recopping oppurtunity
its I'm on
I cry when I'm at home I'm alone
24 years and grown a future unknown
my was torn from the pain of being back in the game
but I'd die getting my hussle on and live like a lane
so its back to pistols and
plotting on hitting stains
the mob runs through my veins
its too late for me to
these got me deranged
strapped up and
ready to add on situations I can and avoid
big voices getting hot
they sneaking on blocks
they trying to me in unconscious
but them got popped
now got me on the run
cherishing every last
but I ain't back
its or death
that be my for murder

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[Liffy
now I know you the judge of life and
I evil or nothing
but somebody done brought me pain and
so I'ma have to something
let me count the ways that I can
trying to stay and focused
but that evil in his eyes let me that nigga too bogus
that be my for murder

I'ma survive these streets day
I the pain in my heart won't go away
these fuckers try to murder me
and won't hurt my family
thats he gotta die

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9 times out of 10 you can find trying to hit a better lick
if it coming up with the dopest shit
then I'm trying to cop the brick
cause life in the belly of the
is equal to bottomless pit
where bitch trick
and thirsty fuckers beat you out of everything you get
but it seems everybodys trying to make some type of come up quick
before its too to get straight
and the most I make is pick
anywhere they shit riding slick
a thick chick slobbing your dick
even if it means fighting niggas in cases
as long as neither thick
I swear when I get hit
I go in a crucial rage like a
straight lunatic
making all bitches niggas hear their final tick
but that don't mean my sick
just cause I'm by a lot of cheese
trees by the p's
and fuckin fine and 3's with ease
for sho the poets
within in the mask up for it
I'll whoop a with a crushed grill
I'll bet his ass'll stil blow it
bullshit ain't
I'm trying to get this first mil in the
and drive a hummer tank
so the haters who try to air me out come up blank
and I'ma to sacrifice your life
with a wrath thats than christ
and forces of life thats know to do damage to human
I its true
the route of all evil
cause crooked or
its all by the eagle
and be my for murder

lord knows I was hurt a judge from the start
how I'ma hide love from mark
nigga 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 right but my attitude blast them bitches
drowning all my sorrows in of yack
and a quarter ounce of dro a rap
I'm bout to
come the big pay back
looking up on the dresser for the black and strap
I'm and shit
I was so bad I felt 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 time to throw thangs
visions of the stud don't
empty the of am out right
come around
by the the hypes
of his nikes
I know it cold
but bullet put a hole in my soul
?never years stole?
he was only 17 old
and at the funeral I got to watch his mama's tears
and I he used to wild sometimes
a 9 but you took away your sunshine
no reminising on the fun times
balling and coming at bitches with blunt
but nigga ain't going to want mine
for the pain I'ma handle this funk and this junk
all that
in all black and pumped
to run up on nigga
tip up on him jump
mission to kill with a fist full of steel
gleam with the fury
never thought I'd be to 2 mothers
in front of a prosecuting and a jury
how did one turn into 2
revenge had me thorugh hate
I couldn't
in the of the action
is when that little ? got
all because of my motive for