[Hook: Demetrius Capone]
This is musical murda, this is beautiful murda
Use this music to murda, just murder, m-murda
Niggas itchin' to murda, m-murda, m-murda
Blaow blaow, m-murda, blaow blaow, m-murda
[Demetrius Capone]
I verbally murder a track, I got a way with words
My words is murder, nigga I got away with words
Fuck a rap pattern, my rap is patterned right after famous murder cases
In a certain way that the murders they occured
[Kenny Siegel]
Explosive y'all know K is propane, y'all know K is cocain
It's cash squeezing on the fifth athlete on the bench, I ain't playin' no games
Jackin' niggas for their Rollies, that's how I'm takin' time
I put money on your head, that's how I'll change your mind
[Julius Luciano]
I feast on MCs I'm munchin', a heathen this beast and glutton
Sink in my teeth in the beat, a creature who eat percussions
Finna be some repercussions, fuckin' with the Reaper cuttin' your throat
You'll meet Death, then you're meeting his evil cousin
[Demetrius Capone]
Call us the Reaper nigga, we death in the hood
Definitely murder your set, when weaponry F you for good
Step into me, wantin' a test, I wish that you niggas could
Listen I pray on you stiffs, I'm wishing you niggas would
[Julius Luciano]
My clique is the real deal, yeah this is a real thrill
It's like I'm accident prone always, trippin' and I will spill
Enemy's brains, simple and plain, with my fist man I'm real skilled
Five point palm, exploding heart technique, that shit that could Kill Bill
[Kenny Siegel]
Murda, murda, murda, murda, who will I massacre next?
I'll let my strap sing, that can be the soundtrack to your death
I'm as bright as the awesomest shine, even though I'm a little off in the mind
I'll X some motherfucker's bars out, now that's really what I call crossin' the line
[Hook]
(x2)
[Julius Luciano]
This is that cremate your posse shit, that behavin' opposite of common shit
L-O-N-G-B-E-A-C-H that monster shit
That P89 will spit, pop a clip, nigga when the foe spark
Give a nigga more ??? on some ????????????
[Demetrius Capone]
I've got a murder rap, nigga don't misinterpret that
That mean my rap sheet is writtens, when I'm spittin' every word is BLAW
I've got bodies on my flow so call me a dirty mat
Killin' you with his words, you heard of a ????????
[Kenny Siegel]
Watch it like a sitcom, bitch niggas y'all actin'
Tell them niggas sit calm, show's over when I start clappin'
I'm spittin' this effortless bitch, my writtens is excellent
This is ill sick, real shit, genuine excrement
[Demetrius Capone]
White chalk in the fuckin' ground, we drawin' down around you
Rawer than a law with loud when you stompin' you out in the house shoes
Now I'm laying down the law like officer down
I take charge like a guard takes an offensive foul
[Kenny Siegel]
Look niggas I ain't fuckin' with you, I'm a problem, fuck an issue
To touch paper I grab my magazine, go fuck an issue
Y'all sweeter than pumpernickel, sucka niggas my pump'll hit you
I wish your moms good morning, let your mother miss you
[Julius Luciano]
My pistol got an ivory handle, consider this my piano
It's so musical, spittin' melodic ammo
The rhythm'll leave you stiff I call this shit rhythm-mortis
Musical murda, nigga listen to the killer chorus
[Hook]
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