Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bloody Murdah, artist - Rittz. Date of issue: 06.08.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bloody Murdah |
| Shit my flow aggressive |
| I’ve been told that it’s so impressive |
| Might have heard me on a smoking session |
| Sounding nasally, but mainly cause my nose is messed up |
| I’ve been out in California snortin' blow with Ke$ha |
| There’s no one fresher |
| But no one ever compliments me |
| So many dope white boys out now I’m chopped liver |
| But if you want Rittz, then this is what I give ya |
| The C-N-T and me, I brought the rest of the South with us |
| The smell on my outfit, its so loud on the cloud thickest |
| So I don’t got no time to pay attention to gossipers |
| Slumerican the clique if they ain’t wit' us, they not winners |
| A monster is bout to murder it, you’re an eye witness |
| So run for cover, thought that I was bluffin', now die bitches |
| Your five fingers only thing the Troopers done found |
| The rest of your body, dump in the Chattahoochee to drown |
| They fucked around and shit got ugly try ta' punk me he gon' be a bloody |
| BLOODY MURRRRDAHHHH |
| It’s Tech and Rittz up in this bitch it’s about to be a |
| BLOODY MURRRRDAHHHH |
| On any record, any second, it could be a |
| BLOODY MURRRRDAHHHH |
| Give me a reason, leave 'em leakin' y’all are screamin' |
| BLOODY MURRRRDAHHHH |
| Jonny Valiant in this bitch (Tech N9ne!) |
| Gimme the bomb my nigga we killas about to pillage |
| And abolish a bunch of you bringing battle into my village |
| I cannon 'em with calibers look at your lady I smile at her |
| I let her get it bust her melon open like Gallagher |
| Massacre, you’re gonna be pissing through a catheter |
| I be ripping with the lippin' and about to flip |
| They’re gonna laugh, at your rap, I’m a scavenger |
| Tech is a cold-blooded killer leaving you lavender |
| Quincy Jones, he told me that I be B-boppin', we rocking |
| Better than ever you’re gonna see watch a G-Shocking |
| Peeper, how you gonna get with a creature |
| Murdering everywhere they be stamping my visa |
| Even though people knowing I be killing for leisure |
| Shaking the fuck out of niggas and giving 'em seizures |
| Arriba, arriba, ain’t nobody can see the |
| White Jesus murdering anyone, Tecca N9na! |
| Rap saw me and Tech (zombie attack) killin' 'em, chewin' 'em |
| Every track I brutally murder who never heard of me, then personally I do 'em in |
| Call me a hooligan I’m not a human I’m a mutant in the rap game |
| Better be makin' room for me I’m movin' in |
| Been hated on so much I grew to be immune of it |
| Dope by makin' Methanfetamines from Sudafed |
| You da spit, they’d acknowledge it but they just be disputin' it |
| And they don’t wanna see me up in the booth cause I’m a lunatic |
| I guess it’s time to stick a pin in their balloon again |
| Bring 'em back to Earth, they’ll say a word and then my mood’ll flip |
| Shoot at you and any goon, who coulda get at you |
| Wack shit ain’t made for me they need to put me in a looney bin |
| Doofuses, steady tryin' to bite and make a duplicate |
| Homie they don’t wanna see me losin' it, hold on lemme |
| Show 'em how we do it Tech, family reunion shit |
| Slumerican and Strange Music bitch, 'bout to be a |