Luyện nghe bài hát Murder The Nation

Murderation of the mind
Situation death find
Left you behind when I my flow
So I'm 'bout to it back like you don't even know
'Bout to bring it back so hold breathe
Your crew shit, bullet to your chest
to ya left, look to ya right
Drop to tha ground, bitch night
Sniper on the roof, one shot
Out the quickness got no proof
I am in the dark alleyway
Up on the fire time to pay
No words to say when I let the spray
Can't me, ain't no way
for the government, do it for the pay
Murda Fo Free, or day
All at random, I choose
I'm the bar-beast that my move
All my pain is what I gotta
All my life, nuthin' to
No vacation, relation, to tie me
you down to the ground
No sound, body never found
You can't me even when I sleep
Even when you're countin', I'm out your sheep
Murda for me, gets me
Ain't nuthin like makin' die
A grown man cry I hit'em in the spine
When I steal your shine, soul becomes mine
All mine, All

murderation murderation murderation the nation (repeated)
MURDA, MURDA, MURDA, MURDA, (repeated)

Oh oh shit, here I again
Let us begin a muthafuckin' ten
A muthafuckin' blast to ya mutha chin
muthafuckin' win, sunk in grin
Rin-tin-tin, a
Gat to ya back, ya stack and it's like that
go black, murda over crack
Murda Fo Free, murda muthafucka fuck me
You stuck wit me, no wit me
bat crack, to ya muthafuckin' knee cap
Pop, mutha fuck a cop, drop, I'm on parole
Outta control, murda 5-0
Still alive yo, Bio Killaz, Tha
go here we go, time for you to die
Grown man cry wit a to tha eye
I despise lies mind paralyzed
Wit my thoughts that collide coincide
Dead Sea Ryde, ima do or die of guy
sly, murder rates be high
Barrels to da sky, don't fuck wit a
Suicide, sumn nice, wrists sliced, or twice
Bloody nights, fights, out goes ya lights
Fuck rights, fuck your dedication
And this nation, that's whut I'm statin'
This nigga ain't hatin', I my mind
I'm the Sniper, and the next Columbine
The next World Trade, Bomber
Next Pearl Harbor, and the next Jeffrey
So if you step, before you flex
remember you're next, whut
You're next, whut whut, you're next

murderation murderation murdering the nation (repeated)
MURDA, MURDA, MURDA, MURDA, (repeated)

to a new level
I've done dirt so call me a
A grave digga devil, you better bow
This God, where's my crown?
We all Hell bound so in the fire
Purgatory squire, call me a
Grab me a wire, wrap around your
into my eyes reality check
I got me a scalpal, to disect
Doctor-Patient, next

Next a wit a bad attitude
A rude, crude, up dude
like a cartoon shootcha wit a harpoon
Bloody afternoon, maybe you die too
Drug slangin', Ghetto bangin'
swangin', corpses hangin'
danglin', changin' up, whut mutha fuck
I disrupt, corrupt and erupt a
Like a virus quietly, keep me
Dyin' constantly, a monstrosity, but this is the way it gotsta be

Don't fuck wit me, or I'll rip out your
Ran outta bullets, pipe bombs in my
Sunk ya boat, in Creek
ya get out, wipe ya feet
Rise outcha seat, grand
Ima muthafuckin killa I got no
Cut off ya head, in ya lap
Not drop my smoke, whutcha about that?

Now ya got me about the kill
The thrills, the chills, on the
Of my blood my murda is mad ill

murderation murderation murdering the nation (repeated)
MURDA, MURDA, MURDA, MURDA, (repeated)