Luyện nghe bài hát Murderer Iii

Muthafuckin'
Bitch, yo, my sister
Bitch, I'm to get my pistol
Know that I'm and I gotta get him
And I gotta him and cease all his stupid shit
And walk with venomous shit
she's 'sposed to be there for me
Six years, tears

I know it's be that way
Until the day that your grave is up
I still forget'cha 'cuz all you did is spilled blood
that was my only sister, you can't just kill her
Don't that with you, [unverified], can't you feel her?
That's the fuck she get for givin' you her real love [unverified]

I tried to cool and mind my business, and stay out it
I was supposed to be all in, when it comes to family
Share problems
I just wish I would've then what I know now
I just I could've woke up before it went down
Now I'm sayin', "Damn", up hollerin', "Damn"
Wait I get that muthafucka, and I am

Murder, murder,
Murder, murder,
(Get that muthafucka I tell myself)

Murder, murder,
Murder, murder,
(Get muthafucka what I tell myself)

Now,
you come to my house, tell the truth
Then turn around and be 'bout lyin'
Muthafucka in that
I know you didn't want son to rot
So if you gone him
Then you can up in the skillet with him and fry
Bitch, my goddamn sister to call you mama

And this is how you her [unverified]
I'm and to her I say murderer
Her and her love, you deserted her
Changed the story and got on the evening news and shined
The bitch start actin', got on the witness stand and start
Now who the fuck you think you foolin'? Or

It must be your fuckin'
It me so bad, to avoid doin' somethin' crazy
I had to this shit down on paper
And show you the fuck I felt
You disgrace me, it's a of shame,
You saw that look in my sister face, she in pain

Murder, murder,
Murder, murder,
(Get muthafucka what I tell myself)

Murder, murder,
Murder, murder,
(Get that what I tell myself)

Thou shalt not
Bitch, I can finishin' the argument
That was havin' over automobiles
Thou not lie
I know what you did, I'm comin' to
You cannot
Look, you sleep forever is the fuckin'
Shit, a throat for a throat, a life for a

Fuck my feelings, you owe to my family and her son
My children ain't there, fuckin', well right I got a grudge
On Ma, and her lawyer, and the courts
And the jurors and the
Defenses, your immediate family
I'm pissin' on it and the district attorney
You stepped on us
that coward out his fuckin' cell

And let him skip town on us like that
And I guess I'm 'sposed to let that go down, ha?
Just like that, I'm makin' it to these actors
My screwdriver and my bar
And my hat on backwards
your boyfriend, that's how it end
But until then, I'm for revenge

Murder, murder,
Murder, murder,
(Get that what I tell myself)

Murder, murder,
Murder, murder,
(Get muthafucka what I tell myself)

Bitch you killed my

Bitch you killed my

Bitch, you killed my
What I tell