Song | Murderer III |
Artist | Mystikal |
Album | Let's Get Ready |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Lawson, Tyler | |
Muthafuckin' murderer | |
Bitch, yo, killed my sister | |
Bitch, I'm 'bout to get my pistol | |
Know that | |
I'm comin' and | |
I gotta get him | |
And I gotta kill him and cease all his stupid shit | |
And walk with this venomous shit' | |
Cuz she's 'sposed to be there for me | |
Six years, still tears | |
I know it's gonna be that way | |
Until the day that your grave is filled up | |
I still can't forget'cha 'cuz all you did is spilled blood | |
Bitch that was my only sister, you can't just kill her | |
Don't that fuck with you, [unverified], can't you feel her? | |
That's what the fuck she get for givin' you her real love [unverified] | |
I tried to play cool and mind my business, and stay out it | |
I was supposed to be all in, when it comes to your family | |
Share your problems | |
I just wish | |
I would've knew then what | |
I know now | |
I just wish | |
I could've woke up before it went down | |
Now I'm sayin', "Damn", wake up hollerin', "Damn" | |
Wait until | |
I get that muthafucka, and | |
I amMurder, murder, murder | |
Murder, murder, murder(Get that muthafucka what I tell myself) | |
MurdererMurderer | |
Murder, murder, murder | |
Murder, murder, murder(Get that muthafucka what I tell myself) | |
MurdererMurderer | |
Now, why?Would you come to my house, tell the truth | |
Then turn around and be 'bout lyin' [unverified] | |
Muthafucka in that water | |
I know you didn't want your son to rot | |
So if you gone support him | |
Then you can jump up in the skillet with him and fry | |
Bitch, my goddamn sister used to call you mama | |
And this is how you honor her [unverified] | |
I'm furious and to her | |
I say murderer | |
Her loyalty and her love, you deserted her | |
Changed the whole story and got on the evening news and shined | |
The bitch start actin', got on the witness stand and start cryin' | |
Now who the fuck you think you foolin'? | |
Or convincin'? | |
It must be your fuckin' self | |
It hurt me so bad, to avoid doin' somethin' crazy | |
I had to write this shit down on paper | |
And show you what the fuck | |
I feltYou disgrace me, it's a show of shame, | |
You saw that look in my sister face, she died in pain | |
Murder, murder, murder | |
Murder, murder, murder(Get that muthafucka what I tell myself) | |
MurdererMurderer | |
Murder, murder, murder | |
Murder, murder, murder(Get that muthafucka what I tell myself) | |
MurdererMurderer | |
Thou shalt not kill | |
Bitch, I can remember finishin' the argument | |
That y'all was havin' over automobiles | |
Thou shalt not lie | |
I know what you did, | |
I'm comin' to get'cha | |
You cannot live | |
Look, you sleep forever is the fuckin' price | |
Shit, a throat for a throat, a life for a life | |
Fuck my feelings, you owe that to my family and her son | |
My children auntie ain't there, fuckin', well right | |
I got a grudge | |
On your Ma, and her lawyer, and the courts | |
And the jurors and the judge | |
Defenses, your immediate family members | |
I'm pissin' on it and burnin' the district attorney | |
You stepped down on us | |
Shipped that coward out his fuckin' cell | |
And let him skip town on us just like that | |
And I guess | |
I'm 'sposed to let that shit go down, ha? | |
Just like that, | |
I'm makin' it happen to these actors | |
My screwdriver and my telephone bar | |
And my black hat on backwards | |
Takin' your boyfriend, that's how it end | |
But until then, | |
I'm livin' for revenge | |
Murder, murder, murder | |
Murder, murder, murder(Get that muthafucka what I tell myself) | |
MurdererMurderer | |
Murder, murder, murder | |
Murder, murder, murder(Get that muthafucka what I tell myself) | |
MurdererMurderer | |
MurdererBitch you killed my sister | |
MurdererBitch you killed my sister | |
Bitch, you killed my sister | |
What I tell myself | |
MurdererMurderer |
zuo ci : Lawson, Tyler | |
Muthafuckin' murderer | |
Bitch, yo, killed my sister | |
Bitch, I' m ' bout to get my pistol | |
Know that | |
I' m comin' and | |
I gotta get him | |
And I gotta kill him and cease all his stupid shit | |
And walk with this venomous shit' | |
Cuz she' s ' sposed to be there for me | |
Six years, still tears | |
I know it' s gonna be that way | |
Until the day that your grave is filled up | |
I still can' t forget' cha ' cuz all you did is spilled blood | |
Bitch that was my only sister, you can' t just kill her | |
Don' t that fuck with you, unverified, can' t you feel her? | |
That' s what the fuck she get for givin' you her real love unverified | |
I tried to play cool and mind my business, and stay out it | |
I was supposed to be all in, when it comes to your family | |
Share your problems | |
I just wish | |
I would' ve knew then what | |
I know now | |
I just wish | |
I could' ve woke up before it went down | |
Now I' m sayin', " Damn", wake up hollerin', " Damn" | |
Wait until | |
I get that muthafucka, and | |
I amMurder, murder, murder | |
Murder, murder, murder Get that muthafucka what I tell myself | |
MurdererMurderer | |
Murder, murder, murder | |
Murder, murder, murder Get that muthafucka what I tell myself | |
MurdererMurderer | |
Now, why? Would you come to my house, tell the truth | |
Then turn around and be ' bout lyin' unverified | |
Muthafucka in that water | |
I know you didn' t want your son to rot | |
So if you gone support him | |
Then you can jump up in the skillet with him and fry | |
Bitch, my goddamn sister used to call you mama | |
And this is how you honor her unverified | |
I' m furious and to her | |
I say murderer | |
Her loyalty and her love, you deserted her | |
Changed the whole story and got on the evening news and shined | |
The bitch start actin', got on the witness stand and start cryin' | |
Now who the fuck you think you foolin'? | |
Or convincin'? | |
It must be your fuckin' self | |
It hurt me so bad, to avoid doin' somethin' crazy | |
I had to write this shit down on paper | |
And show you what the fuck | |
I feltYou disgrace me, it' s a show of shame, | |
You saw that look in my sister face, she died in pain | |
Murder, murder, murder | |
Murder, murder, murder Get that muthafucka what I tell myself | |
MurdererMurderer | |
Murder, murder, murder | |
Murder, murder, murder Get that muthafucka what I tell myself | |
MurdererMurderer | |
Thou shalt not kill | |
Bitch, I can remember finishin' the argument | |
That y' all was havin' over automobiles | |
Thou shalt not lie | |
I know what you did, | |
I' m comin' to get' cha | |
You cannot live | |
Look, you sleep forever is the fuckin' price | |
Shit, a throat for a throat, a life for a life | |
Fuck my feelings, you owe that to my family and her son | |
My children auntie ain' t there, fuckin', well right | |
I got a grudge | |
On your Ma, and her lawyer, and the courts | |
And the jurors and the judge | |
Defenses, your immediate family members | |
I' m pissin' on it and burnin' the district attorney | |
You stepped down on us | |
Shipped that coward out his fuckin' cell | |
And let him skip town on us just like that | |
And I guess | |
I' m ' sposed to let that shit go down, ha? | |
Just like that, | |
I' m makin' it happen to these actors | |
My screwdriver and my telephone bar | |
And my black hat on backwards | |
Takin' your boyfriend, that' s how it end | |
But until then, | |
I' m livin' for revenge | |
Murder, murder, murder | |
Murder, murder, murder Get that muthafucka what I tell myself | |
MurdererMurderer | |
Murder, murder, murder | |
Murder, murder, murder Get that muthafucka what I tell myself | |
MurdererMurderer | |
MurdererBitch you killed my sister | |
MurdererBitch you killed my sister | |
Bitch, you killed my sister | |
What I tell myself | |
MurdererMurderer |
zuò cí : Lawson, Tyler | |
Muthafuckin' murderer | |
Bitch, yo, killed my sister | |
Bitch, I' m ' bout to get my pistol | |
Know that | |
I' m comin' and | |
I gotta get him | |
And I gotta kill him and cease all his stupid shit | |
And walk with this venomous shit' | |
Cuz she' s ' sposed to be there for me | |
Six years, still tears | |
I know it' s gonna be that way | |
Until the day that your grave is filled up | |
I still can' t forget' cha ' cuz all you did is spilled blood | |
Bitch that was my only sister, you can' t just kill her | |
Don' t that fuck with you, unverified, can' t you feel her? | |
That' s what the fuck she get for givin' you her real love unverified | |
I tried to play cool and mind my business, and stay out it | |
I was supposed to be all in, when it comes to your family | |
Share your problems | |
I just wish | |
I would' ve knew then what | |
I know now | |
I just wish | |
I could' ve woke up before it went down | |
Now I' m sayin', " Damn", wake up hollerin', " Damn" | |
Wait until | |
I get that muthafucka, and | |
I amMurder, murder, murder | |
Murder, murder, murder Get that muthafucka what I tell myself | |
MurdererMurderer | |
Murder, murder, murder | |
Murder, murder, murder Get that muthafucka what I tell myself | |
MurdererMurderer | |
Now, why? Would you come to my house, tell the truth | |
Then turn around and be ' bout lyin' unverified | |
Muthafucka in that water | |
I know you didn' t want your son to rot | |
So if you gone support him | |
Then you can jump up in the skillet with him and fry | |
Bitch, my goddamn sister used to call you mama | |
And this is how you honor her unverified | |
I' m furious and to her | |
I say murderer | |
Her loyalty and her love, you deserted her | |
Changed the whole story and got on the evening news and shined | |
The bitch start actin', got on the witness stand and start cryin' | |
Now who the fuck you think you foolin'? | |
Or convincin'? | |
It must be your fuckin' self | |
It hurt me so bad, to avoid doin' somethin' crazy | |
I had to write this shit down on paper | |
And show you what the fuck | |
I feltYou disgrace me, it' s a show of shame, | |
You saw that look in my sister face, she died in pain | |
Murder, murder, murder | |
Murder, murder, murder Get that muthafucka what I tell myself | |
MurdererMurderer | |
Murder, murder, murder | |
Murder, murder, murder Get that muthafucka what I tell myself | |
MurdererMurderer | |
Thou shalt not kill | |
Bitch, I can remember finishin' the argument | |
That y' all was havin' over automobiles | |
Thou shalt not lie | |
I know what you did, | |
I' m comin' to get' cha | |
You cannot live | |
Look, you sleep forever is the fuckin' price | |
Shit, a throat for a throat, a life for a life | |
Fuck my feelings, you owe that to my family and her son | |
My children auntie ain' t there, fuckin', well right | |
I got a grudge | |
On your Ma, and her lawyer, and the courts | |
And the jurors and the judge | |
Defenses, your immediate family members | |
I' m pissin' on it and burnin' the district attorney | |
You stepped down on us | |
Shipped that coward out his fuckin' cell | |
And let him skip town on us just like that | |
And I guess | |
I' m ' sposed to let that shit go down, ha? | |
Just like that, | |
I' m makin' it happen to these actors | |
My screwdriver and my telephone bar | |
And my black hat on backwards | |
Takin' your boyfriend, that' s how it end | |
But until then, | |
I' m livin' for revenge | |
Murder, murder, murder | |
Murder, murder, murder Get that muthafucka what I tell myself | |
MurdererMurderer | |
Murder, murder, murder | |
Murder, murder, murder Get that muthafucka what I tell myself | |
MurdererMurderer | |
MurdererBitch you killed my sister | |
MurdererBitch you killed my sister | |
Bitch, you killed my sister | |
What I tell myself | |
MurdererMurderer |