Bad Azz - Murderous MCz lyrics

rate me

Set some fire to this

Then puff, puff, and hold it in

Take a head spin, life's a high and then you die

You might die peaceful, you might die tragic

My life's like magic, rock Bentleys through traffic

Before I see a casket I got to see some section on my weight

That there'd probably stress myself to death

With all the attempts to stay sane and get rich

It all depends on maintain and get chips

Like in Casinos in Vegas, I only interact with playas who ride major

I only move for the paper

It ain't hard, but it sure ain't easy

Gotta touch what ya see if ya like what ya lookin at

You can die askin other people 'what you lookin at?'

Touchin that make us get to bustin at ya

Now you where nothin's at, ain't no discussin that

Keep it on the quiet, all that jaw-jackin cause riots

More life loss, how much do a life cost?

You ain't got the dough for that, we ain't finna go for that

We livin too low for that, with nothin to lose

I ain't got nothin to lose, everything I touch'll come up

I'm waitin 'round now for little mama with her pistols for sell

Her baby daddy in jail

And these his gun sheets sell to me upstate

Right now doin eight for a federal

That's what they tellin me in the hood the other day

You find who's doin what, in the strangest way

(Chorus)

What, what is it, nigga, you ain't heard of us?

You ain't never ever heard the word murderer?

What is it, nigga, you ain't heard of us?

You ain't never ever heard the word murderer?

What is it, nigga, you ain't heard of us?

You ain't never ever heard the word murderer?

What is it, nigga, you ain't heard of us?

You ain't never ever heard the word murderer?

We heard that the word done got around pretty quick

'Cause on the eastside, man, it's been poppin and shit

I caught ya mouth runnin, that's black ??? on the beatin

That's Bad Azz rappin, that's the truth, yes on that one

But sometimes the word on the street can get you beat

And other times it get so deep the way a nigga need some heat

So outta yo' mouth please keep my name

So we can keep this on a level where the seat don't flame

To think and say to thought, is a blessing itself

And if you get begged to talk, that's a blessing for wealth

But your best bet is to know when to say what, why's that? 'Cause you can get

your people ???, aiiiight

When that happen people die unhappy

And what could be said and who can hear you when your dead

They talkin 'bout the words was once thoughts in ya head

You told 'em when you really should've sold 'em, now that's a fact

So quote the words if you caught it

And it's out my mouth, and you done heard you done bought it

Game, paid

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Money that keep us livin, the hungry people is dyin

This crooked road we walkin, the devil he keep us lyin

We fightin amongst each other, the sistas they turn on brothas

The kids could barely live without they fathers and they mothers

The hate, they keep us losin, no fate, it's so confusin

You wait, you be the victim of the pickin and the choosin

The cops, they wanna kill us, it's nobody there to help us

So please somebody get on the phone and call Jesus

We dyin out here for no reason, death's every season

Life's like an asthma attack

Barely breathin, you on point and get smoked like a joint

Please belive it, the devil's so deceivin

He'll have you at his magic show with all the tricks up his sleeve

And you believe him, he gone take your ass with him to a bad place

You gon' wanna be with us, cryin with a sad face

Money that keep us livin, the hungry people is dyin

This crooked road we walkin, the devil he keep us lyin

The kids could barely live without they fathers and they mothers

The hate, they keep us losin, no fate, it's so confusin

You wait, you be the victim of the pickin and the choosin

The cops, they wanna kill us, it's nobody there to help us

So please somebody get on the phone and call Jesus

We dyin out here for no reason, death's every season

Life's like an asthma attack

Barely breathin, you on point and get smoked like a joint

Please belive it, the devil's so deceivin

He'll have you at his magic show with all the tricks up his sleeve

And you believe him, he gone take your ass with him to a bad place

You gon' wanna be with us, cryin with a sad face