Текст песни Craig Xen - Murder (feat. wifisfuneral)
Woke up like, who face am I gon' fuck up today
Anybody wanna get into it wit me, imma get into it wit 'em
I'mma leave 'em to lay
(Ay, yeah that shit smackin' nigga, ay)
(Yuh, ay, ay)
(Ay, yuh)
(We can clip all that shit, look)
(Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, yuh, yuh)
Bitch, I woke up like, Who face am I gon' fuck up today
Anybody wanna get into it wit me, imma get into it wit 'em
I'mma leave 'em to lay
Okay, I woke up like, This morning who I'm fin' kill today
Break bread on her face, smoke a blunt full of blood
And then I paint me a way
Yeah, this that murder, murder leave 'em hurtin
Pull up on 'em whippin' in a black Suburban
Ayo, for certain, fuck nigga lurkin
Split like a hundred round drum, now he squirmin
Glock .45 when I move on the low
Okay, I think it's safe to say the devil got my soul
Okay, now move out with that work, I got the work on the low
Diamonds bite like Mike Tyson, got the K and the O
Got that AK, gotta let it spray
Gotta let the chopper chop up his face
Man down, hunnid rounds
Drummin' like a motherfuckin' high school band
I be like, Hey, say bitch, come my way
Finna knock ya ass back to yesterday
Wait, hey, done pumpin' brakes
They say I'm too psycho in my brain
Psycho in the brain, woke up in the tank
Like, Who the fuck strapped this straitjacket
When I find buddy imma let 'em have it
Woke up this morning and prayed to my ratchet
Fuck on a bad bitch right, deep in my attic
Damn it's a fact, to them bands I'mma addict
Momma ain't know she was raisin' a savage
Band outta hand, gotta get another band
Gonna need another grand, hunnid grand what I'm after
Till the afterlife I'll be a demonized goddamn shady bastard
Scratch in the palm of my hand, breakin' laws of the land
Commanded to die, livin' in sin with a blade six inches
Influencin', death to anybody and everybody against us
(Ooooooh yuh!)
Snapped on that bitch
Yo, Diablo on the beat bitch!
(Ay, ay, ay)
(I'm a muh)
(I'm a killa-killa, killa)
