Dana Coppafeel & SPEAK Easy - Murder They Wrote lyrics

rate me

Jumping jehova fish, they can’t even fuck with this

Lolly gaggin with the coupe, molly whopping rappers too

Hard knobbing this is cool, only something we could do

Politic smackin on the beat like it is food

Poster with my new shoes, broke rapper real blues

Rich rapper dreaming too, sleeping while I’m cruising too

I ain’t even seen the news, I don’t believe it’s true

Bomber clock, one shot to get rid of you

Plus I need an 8 to 2, this is where the brace is taking you

Smoking cannabis nowadays, I’m paper view

Never concern myself with something that a hater do

To tell the truth motherfucker, I’m a hater too

The difference is that you whack I wouldn’t hate on you

Why waste my time tryina ace the rhyme

Something like a banker mind chasing dimes

I’ve been murdering my notebook on every page

That’s why I’m certified

[Hook]

I went up instamind, that’s murda

We walk up in di yard, that’s murda

Why does it...we go further

We geisin on the...that’s murda

I’m a murderer, that’s what they be yelling

I’m a murderer, that’s what they be sellin

I’m a murderer, that’s what they be yelling

Unified rude boy, that’s murda

Chillin behind tint black clark kent shit

On the road Kenneth cole, tamping out witness

Flow gravy and I’m borderline crazy

Up it’s week 112 me and brown skin lady

Baby keep them red bottoms on, echo like a speaker phone

At the set dim lights play need a simone

Mike ...ill out the tellie with the pin

Hustle like bill russel all I wanna do is win

Slide grim but a joke I am not

Retro pull box and energy is hot tops

Ball like george kirk, bend the corner, swipe the curve

Under the influence of life, tryina conserve

I emerge, more iller content, more realer

Young dudes, no filler, fronting but you’re no dealer

I’m no killer but I dare you to push me

You’re wavy on the edge but a melody took me

[Hook]

I went up instamind, that’s murda

We walk up in di yard, that’s murda

Why does it...we go further

We geisin on the...that’s murda

I’m a murderer, that’s what they be yelling

I’m a murderer, that’s what they be sellin

I’m a murderer, that’s what they be yelling

Unified rude boy, that’s murda

You now in tune to some motherfucking masterminds

Crack the safe and get the goods, you know by half the time

They can’t detect the kids deez like the plastic 9

But they don’t teach em, get these shots off

Pandemonium pop off, around the hour the cops off

Shift change, switch lanes, in a range, wood grain

Shawty she from Harvard cause she got that good brain

93, back upon my hood thing, play hard

You see I’m back in the corner zone, guess I’m in another zone

You the king, fuck your throne, calling on it on the microphone

Steady mobbing, to keep the music knockin

More of bad boys, than diddy and dennis rodman

Fully grown phenomenon, all held the honorable

Plus I’m on the spaz, that on the microphone and time at you

Grind you hard for you to chase something from me

Cerebral cash flow, yeah my mind’s on my money

[Hook]

I went up instamind, that’s murda

We walk up in di yard, that’s murda

Why does it...we go further

We geisin on the...that’s murda

I’m a murderer, that’s what they be yelling

I’m a murderer, that’s what they be sellin

I’m a murderer, that’s what they be yelling

Unified rude boy, that’s murda

Back in the building, catching feelings

You’re the healing of the nation is what I’m dealing

Yo I sling my lyrical dope and turning my time up

They say I bring the drama, but I’m not gonna bust you with my 9 caliber

Hit them with my lyrical, caliber

They say that I’m a rude boy murderer

Enough for them they like me cause I spit it for the culture

I hold the mike, I grip the mike

My life is whether I say

I keep em listenin to my melody

That’s when the pen hit the pad, that’s murda.