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 parole
I did 4 and a a slab and shit a nigga was dying
I'm back in the world and its hard but I'm still trying
not to fall and risk my again trying to ball
while waiting for this ass job to call
and it hopping
got me tipping to hear them things
cash dropping
with plenty of for recopping oppurtunity knocking
its I'm on
I cry when I'm at home 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 back to and cane
plotting on licks hitting
the mob life runs through my
its too for me to change
these got me deranged
up and paranoid
ready to add on situations I can and can't
plus big voices hot
constantly 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 going
its or death
that be my for murder

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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 the ways that I can repent
trying to holy and focused
but that evil in his let me know that nigga too bogus
that be my for murder

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

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9 times out of 10 you can find Mays trying to hit a better
if it ain't coming up with the dopest
then I'm trying to cop the thickest
cause life in the belly of the
is equal to bottomless pit
where niggas trick
and thirsty mother beat you out of everything you get
but it seems everybodys trying to make some type of come up quick
before its too late to get
and the most I is final pick
anywhere they shit riding slick
with a thick chick slobbing dick
even if it means these niggas in cases
as long as ones thick
cause I when I get hit
I go in a rage like a flick
turn straight
making all these bitches hear their final tick
but don't mean my minds sick
just cause I'm by a lot of cheese
trees by the p's
and fuckin fine fee's and 3's with
for sho the skilled
within in the up kill for it
I'll a fiend with a crushed grill
bet his dumb ass'll stil blow it
bullshit ain't
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 up blank
and I'ma have to your life
with a wrath thats stronger christ
and forces of life thats know to do damage to eyesight
I guess its
the route of all evil
cause or legal
its all by the eagle
and be my motive for

lord knows I was hurt a judge from the start
how I'ma hide love this mark
this made my homie die in my arms
had to put a slug in his
mother fuck that
it was just a on his part
my boy was young and
took his dreams and
try to do but my attitude like blast them bitches
drowning all my in bottles of yack
and a ounce of dro want a rap
I'm bout to
here come the big pay
looking up on the dresser for the black and strap
I'm and shit
I was hurt so bad I felt I had to go him
even if a hit him
I was still enough to aim at myself and die with him
can't them pains
now its time to throw thangs
visions of the don't stay
empty the clip of am out
ambulance come
by the the hypes
of his nikes
I know it sound
but this bullet put a in my soul
shorties years stole?
he was 17 years old
and at the funeral I got to watch his mama's tears
and I know he used to wild
carry a 9 but you away your sunshine
no reminising on the fun times
balling and coming at bitches with lines
but this nigga ain't going to mine
for the I'ma handle this funk and dismantle 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
eyes gleam with the
thought I'd be facing to 2 mothers
in of a prosecuting team and a jury
how did one turn 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