Luyện nghe bài hát Murderer Iii

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

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

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

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

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

Now,
you come to my house, tell the truth
Then turn around and be lyin' [unverified]
in that water
I know you want your son to rot
So if you gone him
Then you can jump up in the skillet him and fry
Bitch, my goddamn sister to call you mama

And is how you honor her [unverified]
I'm furious and to her I say
Her loyalty and her love, you her
Changed the story and got on the evening news and shined
The start actin', got on the witness stand and start cryin'
Now who the fuck you you foolin'? Or convincin'?

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

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

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

Thou not kill
Bitch, I can remember finishin' the
That y'all was havin' automobiles
Thou not lie
I know what you did, I'm comin' to
You cannot
Look, you sleep is the fuckin' price
Shit, a throat for a throat, a life for a

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

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

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

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

Bitch you my sister

Bitch you killed my

Bitch, you my sister
What I tell