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Mothafuckin' x2

Murdered my
The thing ? i'm tryin to tell? is to take it to that nigga
Get that what I tell myself
Make that mutherfucka feel what felt
Heavenly but ? your will? to bring them tears to her eyes
the fussin and the fights why she have to die
Couldn't ? beleive my baby? to leave away from here so goddamn
I tried to tell her that nigga was bad but she ain't heard me
Fact was she love this bitch
But she love on the graveyard shift
And how many ? quick lift, or spliff, on the fifth
Find my baby sister she deserve that shit
Nigga you of, nigga you wouldn't
Put your on a women, how could it be my sister
Can't say I miss her
But I forget cha
Get bitch for every time he hit ya
He gone pay for he did ya
Murder!

murderer x3

Possesed that nigga hurt her
100% queen self ? every women?
Nigga you lost fuckin' life when you took hers from her
You her from her brothers
And her baby from her
But after it's and done your ass gone burn like it's summer
Even ? a fuck? bout a
was your victim
Fuck he said he it
the fuck you mean your being a victim
Fuck him, get 'em
Be nigga to deal with him
Cut him and him, reverse that feelin'
Commited ? mutherfuckin? centuries under my
The paper said to her ? what did the killin'
But on my first born to make him my first blood
you took her from her fuckin' close friends and first cous'
She probably miss my partner she was cool with
? by the people she went to school with
the less, rest my sweet sister
? i'm about to? handle buisness
Get thing and kiss ya picture
Heavenly fatherhe done put me in that
But I got to get theat bitch for what he did to my momma
Never dreamed be the one to hurt her
She a bloody murder
Murder!

murderer x4

Into the of the wee hour
Shit started to get
She was killed by that fuckin'
How could nothin' so much and
No was uppin' no more huggin'
But his know the truth so he fucked up and
Her memories was all that was left so to that I'm
She was taken out of your reach now you touch her
Unfortunatly also taken from us so we sufer
? dabalin'? down to that supper
hustle
Feelin' my album shake the up
this motherfucka
I never slowed down just it down like I know how
Thought I do it like she have wanted me to do it
I still believe I lost her in the worst way
She died wearin' my very t-shirt on my birthday
Now the fuck I'm supposed to celebrate
have celebrated if I caufgt his ass
But I got in my ? bed? and too late
Everybody gotta roll must play
No hollerin' when to
But mutherfucka gotta pay
There will be no reasonable excuse for you've done
Even ignored him when he stealin' from me
them was crumbs
A to a river
Huh, a to a christian
A to a whisper
She was the sole that I got along wich ya
But I'm a never heal the scars of what you did to my sister
Murderer!

Motherfuckin' x6