Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Me

Liffy
the stress of everyday living is corrupting my soul
Im 2 months out the joint on papers walking with 3 years
I did 4 and a a slab and shit a nigga was dying
I'm finally back in the world and its but I'm still trying
not to fall and risk my freedom again trying to
while waiting for this ass job to call
and it hopping
got me tipping to hear things popping
cash bags
with plenty of cane for oppurtunity knocking
its I'm on
I cry I'm at home cause I'm alone
24 years and grown a future unknown
my was torn from the pain of being back in the game
but I'd rather die getting my hussle on and live a lane
so its to pistols and cane
plotting on hitting stains
the mob life through my veins
its too for me to change
these got me deranged
strapped up and
ready to add on I can and can't avoid
plus big voices hot
constantly sneaking on blocks
they to bring me in unconscious
but pins got popped
now got me on the run
cherishing last breath
but I ain't going
its or death
be my motive for murder

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now I know you the judge of and death
I ain't evil or
but somebody done brought me pain and
so I'ma have to something
let me count the ways that I can
to stay holy and focused
but that evil in his eyes let me that nigga too bogus
that be my motive for

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

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9 times out of 10 you can find Mays to hit a better lick
if it coming up with the dopest shit
I'm trying to cop the thickest brick
cause in the belly of the best
is equal to bottomless pit
where bitch trick
and mother fuckers beat you out of everything you get
but it seems like everybodys trying to make type of come up quick
its too late to get straight
and the most I make is pick
anywhere they like riding slick
with a thick chick slobbing your
even if it fighting these niggas in cases
as long as neither thick
I swear when I get hit
I go in a crucial like a flick
turn lunatic
making all these bitches niggas hear final tick
but that don't mean my sick
just cause I'm motivated by a lot of
when by the p's
and fuckin fine fee's and 3's ease
for sho the skilled
in the mask up kill for it
I'll whoop a with a crushed grill
I'll bet his dumb ass'll blow it
bullshit ain't
I'm trying to get first mil in the bank
and drive a hummer tank
so the next haters who try to air me out up blank
and I'ma have to your life
with a thats stronger than christ
and forces of life thats know to do damage to eyesight
I its true
the route of all evil
cause crooked or
its all by the eagle
and be my for murder

lord knows I was hurt from a judge from the
how hide love from this mark
this nigga my homie die in my arms
had to put a in his heart
mother fuck that
it was a grudge on his part
my boy was and ambitious
took his and wishes
try to do but my attitude like blast them bitches
drowning all my sorrows in of yack
and a ounce of dro want a rap
I'm bout to
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 to aim at myself and die with him
can't control them
now its to throw them thangs
visions of the stud don't
empty the clip of am out
ambulance come
by the the hypes
of his nikes
I it sound cold
but this bullet put a hole in my
shorties years stole?
he was only 17 old
and at the funeral I got to watch his mama's tears
and I know he to wild sometimes
carry a 9 but you away your sunshine
no reminising on the fun times
and coming at bitches with blunt lines
but this nigga ain't going to mine
for the pain I'ma handle this funk and dismantle this
fuck all
in all and then pumped
to run up on nigga
tip up on him then
mission to kill armed a fist full of steel
gleam with the fury
never I'd be facing to 2 mothers
in front of a prosecuting and a jury
how did one turn into 2
revenge had me shooting hate
I stop
in the mist of the
is when that little ? got
all because of my for murder