MURDER, MURDER, MURDER KILL, KILL, KILL murder, murder hehehehe, murder MURDER, MURDER, MURDER KILL, KILL, KILL "At first I harass them, then I murder
he seen Christ And yet still he craves to take his enemy's life [Chorus:] I've been through centuries of fights, millenniums of murder 18 a key the
and Bill Cosby 'Let's Do It Again,' a beautiful blend, let's do it to win Like Spinks and Hearns Sorta Poitier and Bill Cosby 'Let's Do it Again", nigga
's finest But if your shields are weak, you better step behind us Give me the the fifty thou, small bills, my gold plate, my slang kills My Benz spills, what up Lils? Murder
dime a dozen Even if I'm smoked out I can't be scoped out I'm too ill, I represent Park Hill See my face on the twenty dollar bill Cash it in, and get
I rock the cable eighty-six shit, foreign cars young with crazy bitches Man smoke makes me able to quote Solicitin', ill editions of that Murder I wrote
I know is Twista rap I spit nigga, fuck ya'll, check it out [Twista rhyming:] Twis' got skill Yes I kill I could ride on they ass like Buffalo Bill I
Wicked, wicked now it's on I murder your whole city Nigga like frank nitty's hideous insidious Niggas betta give me respect when I flex Comin' tech flows
[1st verse] I used to be the ideal nigga Preppy like hilfiger Pretty vill nigga But wanted to make my dollar bill bigger Turned into a field nigga Not
Done Done Think You'll Get Rid Of The Twist Of The Tongue They Thought We Was Finished But We Just Beginning They Want Me Commited For The Murder 1
flow, so cold Krayzie's axin' blazin' at ya Aimed exactly atcha, gotcha Shots will drop ya, fade ya propa Rock the spot and make ya holla "Dolla bill
the fact remains, we let's em hang/ Bone will murda your clique, hit 'em again and again with a bottle of Hen off the rict. we murdered them quick/ Twist
ya?ll ass in the past like tie-dye Hahn 3 blunts and a my tie And I?m so well connected like Wi-Fi haha Me real dread them, they sci-fi And I murdered bill
'em, we start that It's concrete combat, where I'm at a crime covered city Where theres no time for pity, we comin' from the village Of the unpriviledged, blood soaked bills through murder
and sense I got that whole wide world in my hand Spin that ten as a trill rock Still for that bill Hard to kill motherfucker Koopsta mentally ill
