Lyrics

[Intro] Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' [Verse 1: Xavier Wulf] Bustin' up outta the scene [?] black hit on my jeans That's A to the T [?] fuckin' with me I be the trilla [?] Comin' up with the cheese I gotta get off of the streets Too many [?] that's tryin' me Yall have to [?] at least three Don't enter rap with me Can't you see when I'm at peace I'm a [?] But when a sucka fuck with me I turn killa B As I be smokin' like a white old lady Hoes call me baby when I'm in my aunt's Mercedes Chillin' in the [?], that's the haven when we blaze it Blaze it like Caucasians in the 80's in Jamaicans Why the fuck we waitin'? There's the money Let's go take it Lil homie just be patient Clear your mind and we gon' make it [?] go like [?] I don't date but she gon' take it Beat it like a rapist, skeet it, then I left her naked You shakin', why you shakin'? Nigga scared he ain't gon make it I'm pressin' for the K and you better get it or [?] [Bridge] Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' [Verse 2: Denzel Curry] I was raised up on the dark side Blackland, the Soldier Slim Gimme the SK, nigga it's gunplay Go for the head and I go for the limb Bumpin' K-Rock, be a witness To mystical killa with style Kamikaze, killin' the Nazis Stackin' intestines all up in the *Fatality* Ethelwulf, with that [?] Nervously, we killin' 'em B [?] touchin', you better get [?] I'm bringin' the gun and I'm bringin' the heat Yung Raw, grab the gauge Then [?] killas because our age Zimmerman, I'm killin' him *gunshot* Now he's on the first page Thinkin' I am the one F that fire, I'ma F that gun Rippin' [?] kill yo' son, bitch better run *gunshot* [?] surely you done, *Finish Him* Stupid ass homos, you into the [?] A [?] killa like [?] and coco The monkey, the beast and the nigga Got [?] And [?] on my dick just like [?] and Jojo [?] killa, a [?] She sippin' my saké, I'm doing karate I bust on your bitch like a ball of bukkake Nigga I'm [?] off that mystical style Ethelwulf, Yung Raw, Denzel, that killa klan And shoutouts the SpaceGhost for givin' us the helping hand [Bridge] Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' [Verse 3: Yung Raw] Denzel told me to give him the gauge I don't play (blap) The day he disrespected me The klan had sent him away The nigga was slain Can't stand 'em, [?] 'em Kill 'em all, turn 'em into a phantom I'm Santa, run in yo' house I'm [?], smellin' like some loud You see the dark clouds, East Memphis [?] was on some pimpin' shit She tellin' me she lovin' it So take her to the pyramids '94 what I'm livin' in These times are so cripplin' The [?] because we have to rhyme and kill So we can meet them ends Ethelwulf and Denzel, my last name is Curry too Fuck the government I got Zimmerman in my fuckin' booth Tied up like a bitch, Slit the racist nigga throat Make him eat them waste of skittles and [?] off of Trayvon's coat Killa klan shit in this Raider band bitch A child of the corn, can't fuck with legit I'm the 36 [?] with the 36 flow Pop off and reload, snitches no mo' If you wanted some mo', I will give you a dose Not meaning to boast and shoutout to the Purpp Best believe you'll get murked, [?] All black my nigga [?] [Outro] Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Murda, murda, mo' murda, mo' Gotta kill, get 'em nowhere to run Can't get away from my shotgun Leavin' them bodies fucked up Pump pump to the ground better leave it alone Nigga wanna die when fuckin' wid Mo Thug nigga we killed this bitch Now you wanna catch some bang bang Nigga wanna die when I let my nuts hang What is it in me makes me feel like I gots ta murda ya? You slip when I'm high, pullin' my ticket, nigga you die, soldier Four killas we creepin' and comin' to hurt ya, mo murda Better pack that five five I'm feelin' like killin' you dying tonite You don't wanna hear that Glock pop When the Glock pop pop don't stop We all about murda mo Finger on the trigger Mo Thug let go We straight from Cleveland Clack back nigga ya bleeding You don't wanna fuck wid Bone Pullin' that chrome now nigga ya gone If you wanna die bye See you in the gutter let mama cry Watch Mo Thug Killas pump pump Put 'em in the ground with his head blown gone Mo murda, mo murda, mo murda