Lust for Murder_x
Noir_x
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Rest In Peace J Mack That nigga taught me how to kill a man With my bear hands when I was 8 years old That's back when my aunty stayed in Pinewood apartments This murder shit, shit run through my bloodline My family from Detroit passed some demons to my soul I, just can't escape Somethin' bout this sensation, been patiently waitin Inner demons embrace em, my mind went vacant Can't roll these dice again once these muthafuckas hit tha pavement But I won't ask for no saving grace bitch I'm way too anxious, been contemplatin Now it's time for this aggravation to coincide with demonstration Been rollin by ya address for some weeks I can't mistake it Like I can close my eyes and recite ya license plate letter placement Been itching, to make you a victim Can't leave no witness, feelin demonic and viscous Move with the cruelest intentions, yo death is my mission Turn yo body into commission for the local mortician This disposition is the devil's ambition Feeling wicked and twisted tell God to spare his forgiveness No regret in decisions, gotta move with precision Since 16 I had dreams of growing up to be a killer Nah like back in 2010, I was rolling a blunt on my auntie back porch right Me and my cousin kicking it bout life he don't smoke We hear police sirens going to the projects, nothing new His older brother and our homeboy Dre come running through the front door My cousin Toon run downstairs, grabbed a chrome and wood 9mm He came upstairs set it on his momma dinning room table, Dre cousin got hit I was 16, I picked it up and tucked it Toon like you gotta chill bro, you still on probation Head shot make you look like a virgin when she her cherry popped All forensics saw was red spilling from yo head thought you was carrot top You would think I was employed by FedEx way a nigga know yo whereabouts Ain't no lifeguard doing cpr but I'll dive in that water and air you out Ain't no hibachi chef but I'll crack it and leave yolk spilling out yo egg This real life, ain't no Netflix, but you do resemble tha walking dead Call me Santa, way I get to sliding you thought I had a sled Call you Rudolph when I put that beam on you turn yo nose red Matter fact, yo whole face Don't mistake it for no Heineken when I say it's a cold case Pull up cleaning shit, named this pistol Colgate Thought he was a shark in tha water, chopped into sushi, made a whole plate I'm smooth but move dirty somethin like Pepe Le Plew Never dreamt of going to tha NBA, still born to shoot Got range like Kobe, can score a three or a two This gun must believe in equal rights, why? we shootin women too Back in 2010 or 2011, in my city a fourteen year old committed a double homicide Two women tried to pay him with counterfeit money I ended up in a juvenile program with dawg when I was 16 They gave homie life I ended up meeting his father in county jail when I was 24 Some people just have a certain impulse passed from generation to generation I can tell you love eatin pussy, suddenly cat got yo tongue Music and Murder is synonymous, dreamin bout it since young Guess you had Olympic dreams, way yo ass quick to run Think you a star? Hit you with some bullets hotter than tha sun Is crayola selling straps? This clip got different colors You was right when you thought it was sweet That's why I'm bussin like a gusher Got a gun from ancestry.com, found ya sister and ya brother Or was it pornhub cause this nigga a muhfucka Finna take a trip to Home Depot, got some screws loose Walt Disney ass nigga ain't no solider just a fuckin Goof Troop Hunt em down, a chase is fun, remember that game duck duck goose Catch a body, and feel like God, finna change my name to Zeus Bitch my shot on point like tha end of a sentence Finna buy a suit and a tie, this pistol bout business They shoulda named you top ramen way you got cooked in an instant Or it shoulda been Waldo cause bitch you definitely going missin Promise you I made this song at my momma house I don't give a f*ck, she know I'll leave a body on her front lawn Wouldn't regret anything about it Only thing that'll piss me off about it is her yelling at me About having to find a new place to live For real man, they should legalize this shit I'd probably stop smoking weed Just wake up, find a motherfucker walking they dog And relieve some stress real quick Think I might be a sociopath Whatever I am I love it This feeling is like a drug Just wish the hoe ass government would get out the way, for real You do it right tho and you'll have them running in circles Until the end of time, promise you Just ask the Zodiac Killer, he'll tell you
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