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Murder

 

Murder

(альбом: Godspeed - 2020)


Heard there was a gnat
Someone get the fucking flyswatter, I'm boutta
Remix the whole MTBMB B side on em'
Besides, I'd rather murder music than be murdered by it
So word to Shady, these bars are like Covid
And right off the bat, I insert the virus
Fuck baseball, I'd rather make y'all go
Go bat an eyelid, back just in time to go cause some violence

Mentally, I'm entering into the killer motive
Think I'm really bout to murder every single syllable
I got this feeling in my bones, I could deliver the sickest because I'm flowing like a ripper
When I'm spitting, now a tidal wave is hitting anybody thinking was gonna stay afloat
Is gotta be kidding, you going down like a yacht that is sinking
You bout to drown, get up out and go swimming
Limitless, now that I'm winning, still feel a little bit of bitterness
Still loading the Tec up, and then I let it spray, the bullets penetrating into enemies
The bodies end up falling as I hop into the vehicle and sped away, the MPH is 70, and I get away
Everybody prolly thinking that I wasn't gonna hit em' with the quickest trigger finger
Like I was a gunner, it's no wonder that I really gotta burn em'
Like Atlanta in the summer, spitting hotter than a furnace and inferno
Every time that I be writing in my journal, I'm a little bit too earnest, word to Hemingway
I'm never gonna emulate, I might not write in cursive but my pen is greater
Tell the haters I will never let em get away cause' I'm a predator
Been catching all my prey and then I slay em', I'm beheading em'
Beretta, got a better gun, you better run, the day I'm letting anyone get away
I be deader than a war veteran, mentally, need more medicine
Someone's at door the door, let em' in
Mailman, with a letter sent from Eminem
Shady told me that I killed this remix, I'm someone you should prolly never bet against
More ideas than a lightbulb, Edison
I already fucked this beat one time, round two, so I guess I gotta get the pussy wet again
Deer in the headlights, venison
Got no peers on the Mike, Tyson
Here to take y'all Jake Pauls straight to the jaw
Make an 8 fall, like an 8 ball
Y'all are blind to my skill like Adolf
Other words, you can not see, not talking bout Ray Charles(you cannot see)
They say I'm way too taboo, y'all can go suck it like vacuums
I'm going apeshit, baboons, y'all get exposed like old photos in a black room
Yuh, ice on my wristwatch, don't mean that I TikTok
Unh, step to me, get stepped on, like some flip flops
Used to listen to B.I.G. and Pac, now we listen to Gucci Gang
Wonder why I made Death to Mumble?
It's time for us to save hip-hop

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