Murder Murder

Текст песни Drapht - Murder Murder

Placing the blame, you lose the power to change
Let's arrange it to blame Howard again, ah, ah
How did they blame old, plain old Paul?
All fall together like they were sitting up on the payroll
Of Adolf Hitler, they hit the bottle
And talk more comical shit than Kenny could shovel
But I love you, knowing that I'm loving you
Hate fuels the flame for me to remain above of you
Should of knew you couldn't blame me
Your crew's shot through, 'cause you were aiming like Dick Cheney
Still flaming, I owe you shit
Don't owe you zip, don't owe you shit
Less I shit in a bag and the flame is lit
And I place it on your porch and the doorbell ring
A ring of rosie, now everybody knows me
Just more people that can blow me, oh what a shame

It's like murda, murda, murda, murda
Won't say a word to no one, and now it's over
'Cause it's like murda, murda, murda, murda
'Cause this is the end, and you could never see it

If it was up to him, I would be blaming my Ma for my skin tone
Blame my Dad for never ever being home
Blame the booze for making me lethal
And Yoko for breaking up The Beatles
And I could blame Hollywood for the world's mess
And life for giving me jealous girlfriends
Blame fate for that weight on my back
But when you point the finger, three point back at you
And you, and you

Oh poor baby, you're blaming your parents
They're in the wrong 'cause their caring was so rare
And they never said that they loved you
So you kung fu fighting the world, run through with the one-two
Can't undo a monsoon
You can't come to my party, acting like you were Arnie
One man army, with a tsunami wrath
And starting withdrawal flavour punani
Nah, nah, nah, nah man you're dreaming
You think our world gonna change when you're leaving us
You ain't Jesus bruz, just a little bit of Cletus
Little bit of Beavis, fuckhead
Can't leave stuck in the past
You're in the darkest of fear with a dart
Blame the fear and the fear blame the dark
They say G. Rap forgot his roots
But I remember her, her, her, her and you

It's like murda, murda, murda, murda
Won't say a word to no one, and now it's over
'Cause it's like murda, murda, murda, murda
'Cause this is the end, and you could never see it

Tomorrow will never end like this
You out of sight, out of mind
Never thought I had friends like this
Never will let 'em fool me twice
Sorry it had to end like this
Sorry you ain't a friend of mine
Never again have friends like this
Ain't sorry that you were left behind because

I could be blaming Ma for my skin tone
Blame my Dad for never ever being home
Blame the booze for making me lethal
And Yoko for breaking up The Beatles
And I could blame Hollywood for the world's mess
And life for giving me jealous girlfriends
Blame fate for that weight on my back
But when you point the finger, three point back at you