Luyện nghe bài hát Murder The Nation

Murderation of the mind
Situation death find
you behind when I kick my flow
So I'm 'bout to bring it like you don't even know
'Bout to it back so hold your breathe
crew ain't shit, bullet to your chest
Left to ya left, to ya right
Drop to tha ground, bitch nighty
on the roof, one clean shot
Out with the quickness got no
There I am in the dark
Up on the fire 'scape to pay
No words to say when I let the spray
stop me, ain't no way
for the government, do it for the pay
Murda Fo Free, or day
All at random, victim I
I'm the bar-beast made my move
All my is what I gotta prove
All my life, nuthin' to
No vacation, relation, to tie me
Takin' you to the ground
No sound, body never found
You can't stop me even I sleep
Even when you're countin', I'm takin' out your
Murda for me, me high
Ain't nuthin like people die
A man cry when I hit'em in the spine
When I steal your shine, your becomes mine
All mine, All

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

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to a new level
I've dirt so call me a shovel
A grave devil, you better bow down
This undergound God, where's my
We all Hell bound so in the fire
Purgatory squire, me a liar
Grab me a wire, wrap around your
Look into my reality check
I got me a scalpal, time to
Playin' Doctor-Patient,

a killa wit a bad attitude
A rude, crude, fucked up
Crazy like a cartoon wit a harpoon
afternoon, maybe you die soon too
Drug slangin', Ghetto bangin'
swangin', corpses hangin'
danglin', changin' up, like whut mutha
I disrupt, and erupt a society
Like a virus quietly, tryin' me
Dyin' constantly, a monstrosity, but this is the way it gotsta be

Don't fuck wit me, or rip out your throat
Ran outta bullets, pipe in my coat
ya boat, in Shit's Creek
When ya get out, wipe ya
Rise outcha seat, applause
Ima muthafuckin killa I got no
Cut off ya head, in ya lap
Not drop my smoke, think about that?

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

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