Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Murder, artist - Craig Xen. Album song Hell Bent, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 17.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: CRAIG XEN, EMPIRE
Song language: English
Murder |
| Woke up like whose face am I gon' fuck up today |
| Anybody wanna get into it with me, I’ma get into it with 'em |
| I’ma leave 'em to lay |
| Ayy, yeah that shit’s smackin', nigga |
| Ayy, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah |
| We can clip all that shit |
| Look, ayy, ayy, ayy, yuh, ayy, yuh, yuh |
| Bitch, I woke up like whose face am I gon' fuck up today |
| Anybody wanna get into it with me, I’ma get into it with 'em, I’ma leave 'em to |
| lay |
| Ok, I woke up like this morning who I’m fin' kill today |
| Break bread on the face, smoke a blunt full of blood and then I paint me a way |
| Yeah it’s that murder, murder, leave 'em hurtin' |
| Pull up on 'em whippin' in a black Suburban |
| Ayo for certain, fuck nigga lurkin' |
| Spit like a hundred round drum now he squirmin' |
| Glock .45 when I move on the low |
| Ok I think it’s safe to say the devil’s got my soul |
| Ok now move out with that work, I got the work on the low |
| Diamonds white like Mike Tyson got the «K» and the «O.» |
| Got that AK, gotta let it spray |
| Gotta let the choppa chop up his face |
| Man down, hundred round |
| Drummin' like a motherfuckin' high school band |
| I be like «Hey say, bitch, come my way |
| Finna knock your ass back to yesterday» |
| Way hate? |
| I’m pumping brakes |
| They say I’m too psycho in my brain |
| Psycho in the brain, woke up entertained Like who the fuck strap this straight |
| jacket? |
| When I find buddy I’ma let 'em have it |
| Woke up this morning and prayed to my ratchet |
| Fuck on a bad bitch right deep on my attic (Ayy) |
| Damn, it’s affect to the bands in my attic (Yeah, ayy) |
| Momma ain’t know she was raising a savage (Bitch, ayy) |
| Band outta can, gotta get another band |
| And indeed another grand, hunnid grand what I master |
| To the afterlife I be a demonize goddamn shady bastard |
| Scratch on the palm of my hand |
| Breakin' laws of the land, committed to die living insane |
| With a blade six inches, influencen |
| Death to any and everybody against us |
| (Ooh) yeah |
| Snapped on that bitch, yeah |
| Diablo on the beat, bitch |
| Ayy |