Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Murder Scene, artist - Da$h.
Date of issue: 05.11.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Murder Scene |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo |
Yeah, yo, yeah, yeah, yeah |
17 More Minutes nigga |
Yeah, yeah, yeah |
It’s Clark Bent behind the dark tint |
I’m in the streets just like the park bench |
Chain smoke cigar ends, there ain’t no cigars left |
My weed loud just like a bitch out the piece |
They wanna blow me while I’m counting my cheese, Jesus |
, snitch don’t |
I see no honor in this thieving shit |
Probably why I don’t trust with niggas |
If you ask me how I’m feeling then it’s fuck you niggas |
Look here, copped that ducy off a jackpot |
Hoe had the blow in nose, Pinocchio |
Plugs got hit with the okie doe |
Started barking, had these niggas dancing, hokey pokey |
Holy smokes he really burnt, Cobain, no chain |
Get at Shabba for his gold rings, I need them blunts too |
Pocket full of dead crackers, living ass backwards |
Tryna front for who, rap so my mama living comfortable |
But who the fuck is you to judge me, my white cup is muddy |
I’m bloody, hoes wanna fuck me |
Doing all these drugs you think I must be |
Off my fucking bike right, light it up |
V’Don made the beat and he put a scripture on it |
This the type of shit you snatch up out your speakers |
Load that pipe and beam up the scotty, illuminati |
Got my mind, soul, and my body trapped or am I just smacked |
Don’t give me dap when you see me wearing trends |
And don’t hit my fucking line if you ain’t talking 'bout no ends |
Is how I’m feeling, wheeling and dealing, stealing and killing |
Tryna make a motherfucking million, cause if you ain’t know |
Said yo bitch only chill if she’s fucking the team |
If it’s drama my nigga we bringing them thangs |
Baa, baa, baa, baa, baa, baa, baa |
Murder scene, murder scene |
Murder scene, murder scene |
Murder scene, murder scene |