FREE MURDA - You Can Never Be Better Than Free lyrics

rate me

[Intro: Free Murda]

Yea, turn my mic up loud, you know

And my earphone, put the level in

And let me take these young boys to school

Knowhatimean, Division...

[Hook: Free Murda]

This F-R Double E, out of curse

I'm still Lil' Free, but Murda

B-R Double O K-L-Y-N

M-I-Double D L-E, got it

Now shorty, go gold, he gon' be aight

This one is going home, to Fort Greene, aight

And cassette, for my toes, to or to clean my Nikes

Forty 'matic chrome, help me sleep at night

[Free Murda:]

Breathe, inhale, then exhale

Ya'll ain't gon' succeed, tryin' to exhale

Nigga showing they ass, forgot sex sales

Bout to flip like that door on the Nextel

Nigga knock on my door, for tech shells

Little dumb ass nigga ain't aimed the tech well

Dropped a hit, little kids, now can't catch spells

You came straight to the crib, like FedEx mail

[Chorus x2: Free Murda]

You can never be better than me

You can never be better than Free

You can never be better than me

Baby, baby, no better than Free

[Hook]