Murda (DFUOB6) Lyrics
Beat Produced By: DJ HOPPA(Funk Volume)
Written, Recorded & Mastered By: J-$killz
"Murda" For Funk Volume's "Don't Fuck Up Our Beats 6(DFUOB6)"
(Laughing)
Verse:
Funk Volume!
I Could Never Fuck Up Your Beat
Hop In And Sin
Like Every Motherfucker On This Planet
Say 7 Hail Marys
Hope The Lord Forgive Me
Livin' The Best I Can- Survivin' In Any Climate
From The Murder Capitol- Flint Michigan
Say My Name 3 Times Like The Candy Man
$killz Kill You In The Bad Lands
I'm A Bad Man With A Master Plan
And A Killers State Of Mind
Murder Mitten On My Right Hand
I Plead The 5th!
With A Machete And O.J.'s Other Mit
Chasin' Bitches With Switches
Itchin' To Leave You Fuckin' Sluts Wide Open
Bleeding All Over The Place-
Chalk Outlined
With No Suspects The Only Clue They Gots
From A DJ Named HOPPA
Screamin' His Signatures Signs A "Money Sign $"-
Just Like They Say "Money Killz"
As I Circle Round-
And Shoot The Son Of A Snitch
Hired To Pry In My Business
Supply The Dope Beats
Then Hollerin' Wolf To The Sheep
When These Faggots Sleep On My Shit
They Have Nightmares Of Satan
Fuckin' That Ass As He Blares My Shit
Screamin' Fuck You Faggots
Devilish Lines With Devilish Minds
Your Soul Is Mine
Motherfucker- Get Over Here
Remember You Signed The Dotted Line
You Can Never Leave
Trapped In The Matrix Feelin' Like The Fuckin' Ground Hog Day
Turn On The Radio Keep Hearing The Same Ol' Shit
Murder This, Kill That, Kill Her, Fuck Him, Fuck Her, Fuck Him
Damn J-
You Should Prolly Chill Smoke A Blunt
And Get Drunk Fuck Some Strange
WHY? So I Can End Up Like You Guys?
Why Lie And Sugar Coat The Shit
Yeah I Smoke, Yeah I Drink
But I Don't Jump Behind The Wheel
Like A Fuckin' Idiot Who Don't Give A Shit
The Problem Is I Care- And I Know
Some Of You Really Just Don't Give A Fuck
I Spit That "Ether"
You Motherfuckers Just Don't Care
Or Give A Fuck Ether Way
So I Flip The Coin Like Two-Face
Harvey Dent Luck- I Make My Own!
Call A Motherfuckin' Model Bitch And Eat Her Out
Lure Her Between My Sheets And Freak Her Out
Like A Vampire I Smell Blood-
Red Bull I Got Wings
From The FLI To FV
The Only Fucks I Give Are To Pussies For Free
Cruisin' Down The Block In A Motherfuckin' 68' Bird
Bumpin' Swizzz Lookin' For Some Fish
That Me And Hop Can Get In-
And Sin With In Motherfuckin' Jarren Basement
And Were Havin' Smoked Out Conversations
With Dizzy- Dizzy- Dizzy Wright
About Whats Right Or Wrong
As I'm Recording This
Turn Up!
HAHA
2014
Written, Recorded & Mastered By: J-$killz
"Murda" For Funk Volume's "Don't Fuck Up Our Beats 6(DFUOB6)"
(Laughing)
Verse:
Funk Volume!
I Could Never Fuck Up Your Beat
Hop In And Sin
Like Every Motherfucker On This Planet
Say 7 Hail Marys
Hope The Lord Forgive Me
Livin' The Best I Can- Survivin' In Any Climate
From The Murder Capitol- Flint Michigan
Say My Name 3 Times Like The Candy Man
$killz Kill You In The Bad Lands
I'm A Bad Man With A Master Plan
And A Killers State Of Mind
Murder Mitten On My Right Hand
I Plead The 5th!
With A Machete And O.J.'s Other Mit
Chasin' Bitches With Switches
Itchin' To Leave You Fuckin' Sluts Wide Open
Bleeding All Over The Place-
Chalk Outlined
With No Suspects The Only Clue They Gots
From A DJ Named HOPPA
Screamin' His Signatures Signs A "Money Sign $"-
Just Like They Say "Money Killz"
As I Circle Round-
And Shoot The Son Of A Snitch
Hired To Pry In My Business
Supply The Dope Beats
Then Hollerin' Wolf To The Sheep
When These Faggots Sleep On My Shit
They Have Nightmares Of Satan
Fuckin' That Ass As He Blares My Shit
Screamin' Fuck You Faggots
Devilish Lines With Devilish Minds
Your Soul Is Mine
Motherfucker- Get Over Here
Remember You Signed The Dotted Line
You Can Never Leave
Trapped In The Matrix Feelin' Like The Fuckin' Ground Hog Day
Turn On The Radio Keep Hearing The Same Ol' Shit
Murder This, Kill That, Kill Her, Fuck Him, Fuck Her, Fuck Him
Damn J-
You Should Prolly Chill Smoke A Blunt
And Get Drunk Fuck Some Strange
WHY? So I Can End Up Like You Guys?
Why Lie And Sugar Coat The Shit
Yeah I Smoke, Yeah I Drink
But I Don't Jump Behind The Wheel
Like A Fuckin' Idiot Who Don't Give A Shit
The Problem Is I Care- And I Know
Some Of You Really Just Don't Give A Fuck
I Spit That "Ether"
You Motherfuckers Just Don't Care
Or Give A Fuck Ether Way
So I Flip The Coin Like Two-Face
Harvey Dent Luck- I Make My Own!
Call A Motherfuckin' Model Bitch And Eat Her Out
Lure Her Between My Sheets And Freak Her Out
Like A Vampire I Smell Blood-
Red Bull I Got Wings
From The FLI To FV
The Only Fucks I Give Are To Pussies For Free
Cruisin' Down The Block In A Motherfuckin' 68' Bird
Bumpin' Swizzz Lookin' For Some Fish
That Me And Hop Can Get In-
And Sin With In Motherfuckin' Jarren Basement
And Were Havin' Smoked Out Conversations
With Dizzy- Dizzy- Dizzy Wright
About Whats Right Or Wrong
As I'm Recording This
Turn Up!
HAHA
2014
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