Murs - .316 Ways lyrics

rate me

The industry is dead, long live the king

Dropped from a headshot, and it didn’t feel a thing

Woke up this morning with the world in my hand

Money in my pocket fly girl on your man

On the other hand, I could never waste time

I’m a every day victim of a random hate crime

It’s a scandalous game when you handle in vain

Every amateur and lame wanna slander your name

Fake love, fake hugs, fake thugs, fake blood

They turn around and sell it to the public like they answers …

I’m just so appalled… especially now I got as much dough as y'all

And I ain’t never had to kill nobody, never had to sell coke

But spend it while you can, cause we all go to hell broke

…this morning had the world in my hands

So I gave it to the meek, but yall wouldn’t understand

I got an army of the righteous to defend me

God on our side, so we pray for the enemy

316, 316, 316 ways to kill the industry

I got an army of the righteous to defend me

God on our side, so we pray for the enemy

316, 316, 316 ways to kill the industry

316 ways to kill a hater dead

Thou shall not kill, so I let them motivate instead

2 commandments, die and pay taxes

Fight to stay righteous while I’m living in this bracket

Crooks in the castles, prophets in the projects

Black man president, still the world’s a hot mess

So god bless anybody trying to do right

Shock G blessed me, I’ma do what i like

Walk on water, swag on holy

Microphone blessed by the base god homie

And skee cooked up this heater, rising to the top over all these bottom feeders

I don’t follow, I’m the leader,

I write that og, you could keep the re-tweeters

So the script’s authentic, hip hop needed love

So I put some god in it

I got an army of the righteous to defend me

God on our side, so we pray for the enemy

316, 316, 316 ways to kill the industry

I got an army of the righteous to defend me

God on our side, so we pray for the enemy

316, 316, 316 ways to kill the industry.

And i never fired one shot,

Aint no higher power than the one that i got

No napalm necessary

The rap games now a cemetary

And im dancing on your grave, you was born a free man,

But died an industry slave..

This 360 deal is craze, they call it 360 cause you're trapped in a maze

And im amazed by the ignorance, money made yall a bunch of million dollar idiots...

You still spending money on jewels, i took my money out to Africa to build more schools..

And still got enough to take a cruise with my lady friend, pull up to the spot in a drop top Mercedes Benz..

You see you give and you get back, but imma be dead before you lames ever live that..

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Thanks to meeMee for correcting these lyrics