Luyện nghe bài hát Murder To Excellence

(Bloody murder, murder, murder)

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

This is to the memory of Henry
Too much enemy fire to catch a
Strays from the same shade nigga, we on the same
you respect, I expect the same thing
All-black everything, nigga you know my fresh
I'm out here fighting for you, don't increase my load!
Niggas watching the throne, very to be you
to the people, when you see me, see you

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

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

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

I on the day Fred Hampton 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
gon' end up pulling down niggas that look just like you
What up, Blood? What up, cous'? all black, I love us

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

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

Black excellence, opulence,
Tuxes to the president, I'm present
I in Dries and other boutique stores in Paris
In sheepskin coats, I the lambs
Do you know who I am,
No cheap cologne I "shh-shh"
Success smelled so sweet
I stink of success, the new elite
They say my Black Card bears the mark of the
I my religion is the beat
My is like church, my Jesus piece
Now please, domino,
Only spot a few the higher I go
What's up to Will? out to O
That ain't enough.. we gonna need a more
"Kick in the door" Biggie
I'm all dressed up with to go

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