Luyện nghe bài hát Murder The Nation

Murderation of the mind
Situation you'll find
Left you behind when I kick my
So I'm to bring it back like you don't even know
'Bout to it back so hold your breathe
Your crew ain't shit, bullet to chest
Left to ya left, look to ya
Drop to tha ground, nighty night
Sniper on the roof, one clean
Out the quickness got no proof
I am in the dark alleyway
Up on the 'scape time to pay
No to say when I let the bullets spray
stop 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 made my move
All my pain is I gotta prove
All my life, to lose
No vacation, relation, to tie me
Takin' you down to the
No sound, body never found
You can't me even when I sleep
Even you're countin', I'm takin' out your sheep
Murda for me, gets me
Ain't like makin' people die
A man cry when I hit'em in the spine
When I steal your shine, soul becomes mine
All mine, All

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MURDA, MURDA, MURDA, MURDA, (repeated)

Oh oh shit, here I again
Let us begin with a ten
A muthafuckin' blast to ya mutha fuckin'
muthafuckin' win, sunk in grin
Rin-tin-tin, a
Gat to ya back, blow ya stack and it's like
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, mutha a cop, stop drop, I'm on parole
control, po-po murda 5-0
Still alive yo, Bio Killaz, Tha
Let's go here we go, for you to die
man cry wit a shank to tha eye
I muthafuckin lies mind paralyzed
Wit my thoughts that collide coincide
Dead Sea Ryde, ima do or die of guy
Murderation sly, murder be high
to da sky, don't fuck wit a drive-by
Suicide, nice, wrists sliced, once or twice
Bloody nights, fights, out goes ya lights
Fuck your rights, fuck dedication
And fuck this nation, that's I'm statin'
This ain't hatin', I speak my mind
I'm the next Sniper, and the Columbine
The next World Trade, Bomber
Next Pearl Harbor, and the Jeffrey Dahmer
So if you step, think you flex
Just you're next, whut
You're next, whut whut whut, you're

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

Assassination to a new
I've done dirt so call me a
A grave devil, you better bow down
This undergound God, where's my
We all Hell so burn in the fire
squire, call me a liar
Grab me a wire, wrap your neck
Look my eyes reality check
I got me a scalpal, to disect
Playin' Doctor-Patient,

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

fuck wit me, or I'll rip out your throat
Ran outta bullets, pipe in my coat
Sunk ya boat, in Creek
When ya get out, ya feet
Rise outcha seat, applause
Ima killa I got no cause
Cut off ya head, in ya lap
Not my smoke, whutcha think about that?

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

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