Cut mike up for me bass Let's do thang boy, Deadly right back at ya Can't none of this? Playa, this out
They don't want this chorus all want is Murder They don't feel my pain but gone feel my presence And I've been stressin' since a They don't this chorus all they want is Murder They don't feel my but they gone feel my presence
Now I ain't robbed rally's But it was close, I've stick ups for Bally's We love to as I recall I heard you mention my name What you love to see me ain't part of the game you must be high 'Cause you rockin' like a Head You hear me, I'm grindin', hard for mine ya feel me
hundred years of pain and now this It's like them cockroaches got you trained, just a bitch You see they smile in yo face now they after And now they wanna my place
Them stabba's, blucka blucka, I'mma get you sucka We tinted windows on the black Humma Trucka And after it rain he be dead like Jesse James Trained for pain even when I lose I gain
It's mathematics when you go ballistic Statistics show we breed soldiers in my It ain't like Mr. Rodgers I the game But it from the Dodgers
Pissed from pain, and wasn't a question a decision, we embraced it as a blessin' 'Cause food was missin' and my tell a story I'm and Kevin died in his glory I he see me, I'm runnin' but I ain't movin' like a dream, 'cause all they want is Murder That's what it
They don't want this chorus, all want is Murder They feel my pain but they gone feel my presence And I've been stressin' since a They don't want this chorus all want is Murder They don't feel my pain but they gone my presence And I've stressin' since a adolescent
Come me in the projecets 'cause it's a set up And the only way to stop, him get wet up Ain't no since in you fakin' me I'm just a pebble and the you got is bigger than me
Watch me while blood splattered and hit the pave I'm puttin' flowers on my empty grave Tryna a million so I can provide for my lil' one Shit, they want little mess the rest of the ghetto children
It's confusin', I'm losin' pieces to a puzzle Russian Roulette to my head it's bubble muzzle I'm Kamakazi, you try me put yourself right me I'm a man call Baby Mamma so she can hide me
The only victim is all the locked up in prison Gettin' letters and pictures, I know they miss em' Take a to Texas in a stolen Lexus Three mack 11's is ready, me only protection
"Who do I believe in really?", I put my in God I was dealt some bad cards, he's fightin' in yards And fightin' at night bars the devil hit me wit a murder charge All they want is boy