Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Me

Liffy
the stress of everyday living is corrupting my soul
Im 2 months out the joint on papers with 3 years parole
I did 4 and a half a slab and a nigga was dying
I'm finally in the world and its hard but I'm still trying
not to fall and risk my freedom again trying to
while for this pussy ass job to call
and it ain't
got me tipping to hear things popping
cash bags
with plenty of cane for oppurtunity knocking
its I'm on
I cry when I'm at home cause I'm
24 years and grown with a future
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
on licks hitting stains
the mob life through my veins
its too late for me to
streets got me deranged
strapped up and
ready to add on I can and can't avoid
big voices getting hot
they constantly sneaking on
trying to bring me in unconscious
but them got popped
now got me on the run
cherishing every last
but I ain't back
its freedom or
that be my motive for

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now I know you the of life and death
I ain't evil or
but somebody done brought me and sorrow
so I'ma have to kill
let me count the ways I can repent
trying to 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 won't go away
these mother try to murder me
and won't hurt 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 up with the dopest shit
then I'm to cop the thickest brick
cause life in the of the best
is equal to bottomless pit
where bitch trick
and thirsty mother beat you out of everything you get
but it seems like everybodys trying to some 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 chick slobbing your dick
even if it fighting these niggas in cases
as long as neither thick
I swear when I get hit
I go in a rage like a flick
straight lunatic
making all these bitches hear their final tick
but that don't mean my minds
just I'm motivated by a lot of cheese
when by the p's
and fuckin fine fee's and 3's with
for sho the skilled
within in the mask up for it
I'll a fiend with a crushed grill
I'll bet his dumb ass'll blow it
ain't nothing
I'm trying to get first mil in the bank
and drive a bullet-proof hummer
so the haters who try to air me out come up blank
and I'ma to sacrifice your life
with a wrath thats stronger than
and of life thats know to do damage to human eyesight
I its true
moneys the of all evil
cause or legal
its all manipulated by the
and be my motive for

lord knows I was hurt from a judge the start
how I'ma hide love from this
this made my homie die in my arms
had to put a slug in his
mother fuck stuff
it was a grudge on his part
my boy was young and
took his and wishes
try to do right but my like blast them bitches
drowning all my sorrows in of yack
and a ounce of dro want a rap
I'm bout to
come the big pay back
looking up on the dresser for the black and gray
I'm crying and
I was hurt so bad I felt I had to go him
even if a hit him
I was still enough to aim at myself and die with him
control them pains
now its time to throw them
visions of the don't stay
the clip of am out right
ambulance come
by the time the
of his nikes
I know it sound
but this bullet put a in my soul
?never years stole?
he was 17 years old
and at the I got to watch his mama's tears roll
and I know he to wild sometimes
carry a 9 but you took your sunshine
no more reminising on the fun
balling and coming at bitches with blunt
but this nigga ain't to want mine
for the pain I'ma handle this funk and dismantle this
all that
in all black and then
to run up on nigga
tip up on him jump
to kill armed with a fist full of steel
eyes gleam with the
never thought I'd be to 2 mothers
in front of a prosecuting team and a
how did one murder turn 2
had me shooting thorugh hate
I couldn't
in the of the action
is when little ? got shot
all because of my motive for