Luyện nghe bài hát Murder To Excellence

(Bloody murder, murder, murder)

The paper "murder, black-on-black murder"
Paper read "murder, murder" again

This is to the memory of Henry
Too much fire to catch a friendly
Strays from the same nigga, we on the same team
Giving you respect, I expect the thing
All-black everything, nigga you my fresh code
I'm out here fighting for you, increase my stress load!
Niggas watching the throne, very to be you
to the people, when you see me, see you

And I'm from the murder capital where they murder for
about at least three killings this afternoon
Looking at the news like "damn I was just him after school"
No shop class but half the got a tool
And a "I die any day"-type attitude
Plus his little brother got shot his avenue
It's for us to stop and redefine black power
Forty one souls in fifty hours

The paper read "murder, murder"
The paper read "murder, black-on-black murder" again, murder

Is it
'Cause I can hear his mama cry
Know the family
Shots left holes in his face piranha-sized
The old pastor closed the casket
And said the church ain't got enough for all the tombs
It's a war going on outside we ain't safe
I the pain in my city wherever I go
hundred and fourteen soldiers died in Iraq,
Five and nine died in Chicago

I arrived on the day Fred died
Uh, real niggas multiply
And they say by 21 I was to die
So I'm out celebrating my post-demise
If you put crabs in a barrel to your survival
You're gon' end up pulling down that look just like you
What up, Blood? What up, cous'? It's all black, I us

The read "murder, black-on-black murder"
The read "murder, black-on-black murder" again,
"Black-on murder" again, "black-on-black murder" again

It's a celebration of excellence, black tie, black Maybachs

Black excellence, opulence,
Tuxes next to the president, I'm
I dress in Dries and other boutique stores in
In coats, I silence the lambs
Do you who I am, Clarice?
No cologne whenever I "shh-shh"
Success smelled so sweet
I stink of success, the new black
They say my Black Card the mark of the beast
I my religion is the beat
My verse is like church, my Jesus
Now please, domino,
Only spot a few the higher I go
What's up to Shout out to O
That ain't enough.. we gonna a million more
"Kick in the door" flow
I'm all dressed up nowhere to go

Yeah it's all messed up when it's to go
So we won't take the time out we reach the T-O-P
From parolees to hold G's, sold keys, low
We like the promised of the OG's
In the past if you picture events like a tie
What the last thing you expect to see, black
What's the life expectancy for guys?
The system's working effectively, why!
I'll be a real man and take care of son
Every you had before this day is now done
New crib, watch a movie cause ain't nothin' on the but the blues
Hit the mall, up some Gucci, now ain't nothing new but your shoes
Sunday morning, the Lord
You're the girl that Jesus had been me for
So let's savor this moment and take it to the
Black excellence, yours