Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Me

Liffy
the stress of everyday is slowly corrupting my soul
Im 2 months out the joint on papers walking 3 years parole
I did 4 and a half a slab and shit a nigga was
I'm finally in the world and its hard but I'm still trying
not to fall and risk my freedom trying to ball
while waiting for this pussy ass job to
and it hopping
got me tipping to hear things popping
cash bags
plenty of cane for recopping oppurtunity knocking
its I'm on
I cry when I'm at home I'm alone
24 years and with a future unknown
my heart was torn from the pain of being back in the
but I'd rather die my hussle on and live like a lane
so its back to pistols and
plotting on hitting stains
the mob life runs through my
its too for me to change
these streets got me
up and paranoid
ready to add on situations I can and can't
big voices getting hot
they sneaking on blocks
they trying to bring me in
but them got popped
now got me on the run
cherishing every last
but I ain't going
its freedom or
be my motive for murder

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now I you the judge of life and death
I evil or nothing
but somebody done brought me and sorrow
so I'ma to kill something
let me count the ways that I can
trying to holy and focused
but that evil in his eyes let me that nigga too bogus
that be my for murder

I'ma survive streets another day
I know the pain in my heart go away
these mother try to murder me
and won't nobdy my family
thats he gotta die

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9 times out of 10 you can find trying to hit a better lick
if it ain't coming up with the shit
I'm trying to cop the thickest brick
cause in the belly of the best
is equal to povertys pit
where bitch niggas
and thirsty mother fuckers beat you out of you get
but it seems like everybodys to make some type of come up quick
before its too late to get
and the most I make is pick
anywhere they like riding slick
with a thick chick your dick
even if it means fighting these in cases
as as neither ones thick
cause I when I get hit
I go in a crucial rage a flick
turn straight
making all these niggas hear their final tick
but that don't mean my sick
just cause I'm motivated by a lot of
trees by the p's
and fine fee's and 3's with ease
for sho the skilled
in the mask up kill for it
I'll whoop a with a crushed grill
bet his dumb ass'll stil blow it
bullshit ain't
I'm trying to get this first mil in the
and a bullet-proof hummer tank
so the next haters who try to air me out come up
and I'ma to sacrifice your life
with a wrath thats stronger christ
and of life thats know to do damage to human eyesight
I guess its
the route of all evil
cause or legal
its all manipulated by the
and be my for murder

lord knows I was hurt from a judge the start
how I'ma love from this mark
nigga made my homie die in my arms
had to put a in his heart
mother fuck that
it was just a on his part
my boy was and ambitious
his dreams and wishes
try to do but my attitude like blast them bitches
drowning all my sorrows in bottles of
and a quarter ounce of dro a rap
I'm to snap
here come the big pay
looking up on the dresser for the black and strap
I'm and shit
I was so bad I felt I had to go kill him
if a slug hit him
I was still hurt enough to aim at and die with him
can't control them
now its time to throw them
visions of the stud don't
empty the clip of am out
ambulance around
by the time the
of his nikes
I know it sound
but bullet put a hole in my soul
?never years stole?
he was 17 years old
and at the funeral I got to watch his tears roll
and I know he used to sometimes
a 9 but you took away your sunshine
no reminising on the fun times
balling and coming at with blunt lines
but this nigga ain't going to mine
for the pain handle this funk and dismantle this junk
fuck all
in all black and then
to run up on nigga
tip up on him jump
mission to kill armed with a full of steel
gleam with the fury
never I'd be facing to 2 mothers
in front of a prosecuting team and a
how did one murder into 2
revenge had me thorugh hate
I stop
in the mist of the
is when little ? got shot
all because of my for murder