Luyện nghe bài hát Murder The Nation

Murderation control of the
Situation death you'll
Left you when I kick my flow
So I'm 'bout to bring it like you don't even know
'Bout to bring it so hold your breathe
Your crew ain't shit, bullet to chest
Left to ya left, to ya right
to tha ground, bitch nighty night
Sniper on the roof, one shot
Out with the got no proof
There I am in the dark
Up on the 'scape time to pay
No words to say when I let the bullets
Can't stop me, 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 is what I gotta prove
All my life, to lose
No vacation, relation, to tie me
Takin' you down to the
No sound, your body never
You can't stop me even I sleep
Even when you're countin', I'm takin' out your
Murda for me, gets me
Ain't nuthin like makin' die
A grown man cry when I in the spine
When I steal shine, your soul becomes mine
All mine, All

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

Oh oh shit, I come again
Let us begin with a ten
A muthafuckin' to ya mutha fuckin' chin
Anutha win, sunk in grin
Rin-tin-tin, a
Gat to ya back, blow ya stack and like that
go black, murda over crack
Murda Fo Free, murda muthafucka with 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
alive yo, Bio Killaz, Tha Klepto
Let's go we go, time for you to die
man cry wit a shank to tha eye
I despise muthafuckin mind paralyzed
Wit my thoughts that coincide homicide
Sea Ryde, ima do or die type of guy
Murderation sly, rates be high
Barrels to da sky, don't fuck wit a
Suicide, sumn nice, wrists sliced, once or
nights, bloody fights, out goes ya lights
Fuck rights, fuck your dedication
And fuck this nation, whut I'm statin'
This nigga ain't hatin', I my mind
I'm the next Sniper, and the Columbine
The next World Trade, Bomber
Next Harbor, and the next Jeffrey Dahmer
So if you step, before you flex
Just remember next, whut
You're next, whut whut whut, you're

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

to a new level
I've dirt so call me a shovel
A digga devil, you better bow down
This God, where's my crown?
We all Hell bound so burn in the
squire, call me a liar
Grab me a wire, around your neck
Look into my reality check
I got me a scalpal, to disect
Playin' Doctor-Patient,

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

Don't fuck wit me, or I'll rip out your
Ran outta bullets, pipe in my coat
ya boat, in Shit's Creek
When ya get out, ya feet
Rise seat, grand applause
Ima muthafuckin killa I got no
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 blood my murda is mad ill

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