Lyrics:
by my lonely
I’m Loner,but I ain’t give no fuck bout other rappers
My brother stood in front of me and looked me in my eyes
He said never ever leave
and Dickie's you can't fuck with me
We got the best weed
Half a zip a buck fifty
I'm makin' money, havin' fun, doin' great shit
It's MURS and Kurupt,
(Its Mur..)
(It's Mur)
(It's Murda Muzik)
(VOICE OVER)
(Beat by SJ)
Man didn't follow the code
So i heard he had to cross his brothaz
Didn't take
[Slug]
I'm not a player I throw up a lot - "I know"
The wicked walk amongst us and you don't know me that well
Prolly shouldn't trust the story I
a suit on
Disrespect the clique, and oh, you know they ain't got far to go
That's when I grab em by the neck, hit 'em with that RKO
Outta nowhere, I'm
Murda music, that murda music, murda music, murda music
Murda music, that murda music, murda music, murda music
Murder all, mur murder all, murder
Say Wodie, yeah, say Wodie, and yeah, say Wodie, and yeah, say Wodie
I'm from that five hundred and four, that, that N-O, mur- mur- mur- mur- murder-
style nigga
Run wit nothing but wild Brooknam and Queens Isle niggas
Hit em any nigga that breath rule riddel 'em wit hot one
Ain't nigga like me
on a crib in the Bahamas uh
Seeing D make me go to plan B, but that's right so we take care of family
Not even, mother nature could stop my paper
Done been
style nigga
Run wit nothing but wild Brooknam and Queens Isle niggas
Hit em any nigga that breath rule riddel 'em wit hot one
Ain't nigga like me
Triple X, dvd's, I got a whole stack in
Was snapped out of my daydream by something that I seen
I left the tissue full of spunk on the floor by my jeans
It
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
me Murs Love. I run this house, I'm dumbin' out, I can make your girl come keep my tongue in my mouth {WHOA}, I'm that cold with it, 23 below with it,
pussy prada whole lotta colada
Spiked Punch
Show me love up in the club gotta show a little love to the ones
That I love
Spiked Punch
Give me love up
my name is Slug
And you can call me Heavy D
Cause i got nothin but love (MURS)
Alright, the babies that i shook
Hands that i took pull out ya camera
hold your breathe nigga it's St. Clair,
When nothing is fair,
Playa, then run up on me that if you dare, the bullet will tear,
A hole in your body
And its gonna be a good day
'Cause I'm leaving you in silence
You remember what I said
Don't come to me when you get upset
I'm not in the mood
sleep
Yeah j'suis cerné
Surrounded by all these fucking sharks tryin' to sell me
Mais boy tu sais qu'c'est moi qui est l'gros bonnet
P'tite monnaie dans
be trying to have me bone
But I can't hit until the give up some dome
Now that's real
Mur'jonni murdered before I turned eleven
I didn't have
You see what I'm sayin'?
Ooh, yeah she bad
I, I, I, I
You stuttering you ain't got nothing for her, that's all me
I'm just nervous that you gon'
kinda buzzed with a head full of drugs
[Murs]
Lookin' at my Nixon it's about that time
To go and save the world from the daily grind
Speakin' of which, I
Far over the high mountains and walls of fog, crowned by the River you may find Her... the great, green plane that is my land, I also think of Her when
Ayo gkwng, play that shit
Yeah-y-yeah, yeah-y-yeah
Yeah-y-yeah, yeah-y-yeah
J'suis dans le sas (yeah)
J'ai passé l'impasse (ok)
Dans le mur premier
and tell me if you can feel any fear
Oh no! I already know the answer
But I won't ask you to say master
Just respect me it's the only thing that matters
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