Wes Fif - Murda Murda Murda lyrics

rate me

I’m riding through that O in a hoodie looking for Zimmerman

Only this time I’m the fucking trigger man

Fuck stay on your grand, that shit is scam

It’s war on auto, creeping crackers, I don’t give a damn

And by crackers I mean police, you black, white or purple

Nowadays a badge can pass for murder, that shit unheard of

These jests would rather smoke than go and vote and I can’t blame them

Outside their windows it’s so fucked up and it’s no explaining

You can’t contain me, I’m a beast, partner

And I’mma only speak the truth to say the least, partner

This that fly shit, nigga, and you can try but you’re not a fit, nigga, no

They say it’s levels to this jeet, I got a shovel for that ditch

I’m big when I do away with all this sucker shit

You can either be the problem or solution, you chose

And I feel for my son, they killing over new shoes

Jay say it’s new rules, I say it’s new school

Ain’t got the slightest idea where to go, they so confused

They think the top is a time piece filled with rocks

They are lighting up the block, neighborhood watch