| Song | Murder |
| Artist | Kendrick Lamar |
| Artist | The Game |
| Artist | Scarface |
| Album | Kendrication |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.744][Verse 1: Game] | |
| [00:30.420] | Starin’ at Marilyn Monroe’s silhouette |
| [00:33.084] | While smokin’ my first cigarette |
| [00:34.730] | Listenin’ to Marvin ask his father about his death |
| [00:37.708] | How you shoot a ***** out, then shoot a ***** out? |
| [00:40.660] | Dead bodies in my dreams, Bob Marley on my couch |
| [00:43.690] | Pass me the blunt, he was smokin’ when he died |
| [00:46.406] | You really think Elvis Presley committed suicide? |
| [00:49.097] | I don’t, it’s either kill or you be killed |
| [00:52.415] | Ten pints of blood per human, ain’t no refills |
| [00:55.184] | One thing about us humans, *****, we kill |
| [00:58.188] | Turkeys, chickens, pigs, each other, **** us, we will |
| [01:01.140] | Take a life, lethal injection or free will |
| [01:03.987] | Tookie got murdered by the pigs, **** did he kill? |
| [01:08.166] | That ain’t none of my business, though |
| [01:09.943] | But I’m the type of ************ make it his business, so |
| [01:13.365] | Open the book and turn that page |
| [01:15.324] | It reads Arthur Ashe died from AIDS, no |
| [01:17.858] | That’s murder, ***** |
| [01:18.615][Hook: Kendrick Lamar] | |
| [01:19.086] | Murder |
| [01:20.862] | Gunfire, death is so quiet, ask why, tell ‘em it’s |
| [01:24.754] | Murder |
| [01:26.531] | The sun rise then hide by grey skies, that cry sounds like |
| [01:30.109] | Murder |
| [01:32.878] | Murder, murder, murder, murder |
| [01:37.136] | Murder, murder, murder, murder |
| [01:41.917][Verse 2: Game] | |
| [01:42.570] | Malcolm X standing on that stage |
| [01:44.764] | It was staged for him to see that gauge |
| [01:47.220] | Murder, ***** |
| [01:48.473] | Doctor King outside that room |
| [01:50.824] | Who knew that he would die that soon? |
| [01:53.019] | That’s murder, ***** |
| [01:54.795] | JFK sittin’ in that drop |
| [01:56.336] | He waved goodbye, then they blew off his top |
| [01:58.844] | It’s murder, ***** |
| [02:00.020] | Diddy seen Big, and Suge watched Pac |
| [02:02.214] | They both was ridin’ passenger when they got shot, it’s murder |
| [02:05.688] | Who the **** killed Michael Jackson, his physician? |
| [02:08.457] | He died slow in his music, you ain’t really listen |
| [02:11.957] | Now his daughter gettin’ slapped by his sister |
| [02:14.204] | And that’s probably gon’ kill they mama |
| [02:16.320] | So I’m sorry Ms. Jackson, I’m sorry Ms. Houston, sissy |
| [02:20.212] | Might shed a tear but ain’t no sissy |
| [02:22.224] | ‘Cause Whitney’s sill with me |
| [02:24.575] | And her death kinda hurt a ***** |
| [02:26.638] | So let’s get back to talkin’ ‘bout murder, ***** |
| [02:29.590] | John Lennon got shot in the back |
| [02:31.837] | And Paul McCartney couldn’t do s**t ‘bout that |
| [02:33.900] | ‘Cause it was murder, ***** |
| [02:35.337] | Listen, this ain’t about you and me |
| [02:38.446] | It’s about Trayvon Martin and Huey P |
| [02:41.946] | And how they shot down Sam Cooke |
| [02:43.775] | Twelve years of school and it ain’t in one damn book |
| [02:46.700] | Lee Harvey Oswald ‘bout to serve a sentence |
| [02:49.495] | From the crowd comes a revolver |
| [02:51.428] | That’s murder, ***** |
| [02:52.656][Hook] | |
| [03:12.457][Verse 3: Scarface] | |
| [03:16.898] | Gaspin’ for air, ****** cling on |
| [03:19.014] | Tryin’ to fight the inevitable, sing on |
| [03:22.906] | You hear that fat lady warmin’ up? |
| [03:25.649] | The end came without a warning, huh? |
| [03:28.679] | Them ****** real with them rags on |
| [03:31.448] | ****** get killed ‘bout them flags, homes |
| [03:34.557] | The Game told you what the play was |
| [03:37.300] | So it don’t matter what you say, cuz |
| [03:39.781] | Say Blood, these ****** livin’ what they die by |
| [03:42.550] | You out here playin’ while these ****** doin’ drive-bys |
| [03:45.685] | If murder was the case that they gave Snoop |
| [03:48.767] | Then how the **** you thinking they gon’ save you? |
| [03:51.406] | Them ****** played you, you doin’ stand up |
| [03:54.122] | You a comedian there, boy, put your hands up |
| [03:57.492] | Don’t turn this to a 1-8-7 |
| [04:00.026] | I have you leanin’ on the stairway to Heaven |
| [04:03.030] | Spittin’ blood, these are tales from the hood |
| [04:05.381] | Suicide sound quicker, but a murder sounds good |
| [04:08.464] | Wish a ************ would try to play me like a toy |
| [04:10.945] | You get a bullet in your ************’ head, homeboy |
| [04:14.733] | The people sayin’ that a drug overdose killed Hendrix |
| [04:17.842] | They bulls**tted, it was murder |
| [04:20.741] | Or a plane crash killed Otis Redding |
| [04:23.406] | That’s how they said it, but it was murder |
| [04:26.593] | The cops kill us at alarming rates |
| [04:29.231] | They point they guns at the ones they hate (******) |
| [04:32.235] | If Bin Laden brought the World Trade down |
| [04:34.612] | Then how the **** did he die just now? |
| [04:37.251] | Murder, murder (Murder, murder, kill, kill) |
| [04:41.744] | (They killin’ ************* still) |
| [04:44.643] | (And I’m just tellin’ y’all the real) |
| [04:46.393] | (*****, murder, murder, murder |
| [04:47.830] | (*****, kill, kill, kill, for real) |
| [00:00.744][Verse 1: Game] | |
| [00:30.420] | Starin' at Marilyn Monroe' s silhouette |
| [00:33.084] | While smokin' my first cigarette |
| [00:34.730] | Listenin' to Marvin ask his father about his death |
| [00:37.708] | How you shoot a out, then shoot a out? |
| [00:40.660] | Dead bodies in my dreams, Bob Marley on my couch |
| [00:43.690] | Pass me the blunt, he was smokin' when he died |
| [00:46.406] | You really think Elvis Presley committed suicide? |
| [00:49.097] | I don' t, it' s either kill or you be killed |
| [00:52.415] | Ten pints of blood per human, ain' t no refills |
| [00:55.184] | One thing about us humans, , we kill |
| [00:58.188] | Turkeys, chickens, pigs, each other, us, we will |
| [01:01.140] | Take a life, lethal injection or free will |
| [01:03.987] | Tookie got murdered by the pigs, did he kill? |
| [01:08.166] | That ain' t none of my business, though |
| [01:09.943] | But I' m the type of make it his business, so |
| [01:13.365] | Open the book and turn that page |
| [01:15.324] | It reads Arthur Ashe died from AIDS, no |
| [01:17.858] | That' s murder, |
| [01:18.615][Hook: Kendrick Lamar] | |
| [01:19.086] | Murder |
| [01:20.862] | Gunfire, death is so quiet, ask why, tell ' em it' s |
| [01:24.754] | Murder |
| [01:26.531] | The sun rise then hide by grey skies, that cry sounds like |
| [01:30.109] | Murder |
| [01:32.878] | Murder, murder, murder, murder |
| [01:37.136] | Murder, murder, murder, murder |
| [01:41.917][Verse 2: Game] | |
| [01:42.570] | Malcolm X standing on that stage |
| [01:44.764] | It was staged for him to see that gauge |
| [01:47.220] | Murder, |
| [01:48.473] | Doctor King outside that room |
| [01:50.824] | Who knew that he would die that soon? |
| [01:53.019] | That' s murder, |
| [01:54.795] | JFK sittin' in that drop |
| [01:56.336] | He waved goodbye, then they blew off his top |
| [01:58.844] | It' s murder, |
| [02:00.020] | Diddy seen Big, and Suge watched Pac |
| [02:02.214] | They both was ridin' passenger when they got shot, it' s murder |
| [02:05.688] | Who the killed Michael Jackson, his physician? |
| [02:08.457] | He died slow in his music, you ain' t really listen |
| [02:11.957] | Now his daughter gettin' slapped by his sister |
| [02:14.204] | And that' s probably gon' kill they mama |
| [02:16.320] | So I' m sorry Ms. Jackson, I' m sorry Ms. Houston, sissy |
| [02:20.212] | Might shed a tear but ain' t no sissy |
| [02:22.224] | ' Cause Whitney' s sill with me |
| [02:24.575] | And her death kinda hurt a |
| [02:26.638] | So let' s get back to talkin' ' bout murder, |
| [02:29.590] | John Lennon got shot in the back |
| [02:31.837] | And Paul McCartney couldn' t do s t ' bout that |
| [02:33.900] | ' Cause it was murder, |
| [02:35.337] | Listen, this ain' t about you and me |
| [02:38.446] | It' s about Trayvon Martin and Huey P |
| [02:41.946] | And how they shot down Sam Cooke |
| [02:43.775] | Twelve years of school and it ain' t in one damn book |
| [02:46.700] | Lee Harvey Oswald ' bout to serve a sentence |
| [02:49.495] | From the crowd comes a revolver |
| [02:51.428] | That' s murder, |
| [02:52.656][Hook] | |
| [03:12.457][Verse 3: Scarface] | |
| [03:16.898] | Gaspin' for air, cling on |
| [03:19.014] | Tryin' to fight the inevitable, sing on |
| [03:22.906] | You hear that fat lady warmin' up? |
| [03:25.649] | The end came without a warning, huh? |
| [03:28.679] | Them real with them rags on |
| [03:31.448] | get killed ' bout them flags, homes |
| [03:34.557] | The Game told you what the play was |
| [03:37.300] | So it don' t matter what you say, cuz |
| [03:39.781] | Say Blood, these livin' what they die by |
| [03:42.550] | You out here playin' while these doin' drivebys |
| [03:45.685] | If murder was the case that they gave Snoop |
| [03:48.767] | Then how the you thinking they gon' save you? |
| [03:51.406] | Them played you, you doin' stand up |
| [03:54.122] | You a comedian there, boy, put your hands up |
| [03:57.492] | Don' t turn this to a 187 |
| [04:00.026] | I have you leanin' on the stairway to Heaven |
| [04:03.030] | Spittin' blood, these are tales from the hood |
| [04:05.381] | Suicide sound quicker, but a murder sounds good |
| [04:08.464] | Wish a would try to play me like a toy |
| [04:10.945] | You get a bullet in your ' head, homeboy |
| [04:14.733] | The people sayin' that a drug overdose killed Hendrix |
| [04:17.842] | They bulls tted, it was murder |
| [04:20.741] | Or a plane crash killed Otis Redding |
| [04:23.406] | That' s how they said it, but it was murder |
| [04:26.593] | The cops kill us at alarming rates |
| [04:29.231] | They point they guns at the ones they hate |
| [04:32.235] | If Bin Laden brought the World Trade down |
| [04:34.612] | Then how the did he die just now? |
| [04:37.251] | Murder, murder Murder, murder, kill, kill |
| [04:41.744] | They killin' still |
| [04:44.643] | And I' m just tellin' y' all the real |
| [04:46.393] | , murder, murder, murder |
| [04:47.830] | , kill, kill, kill, for real |
| [00:00.744][Verse 1: Game] | |
| [00:30.420] | Starin' at Marilyn Monroe' s silhouette |
| [00:33.084] | While smokin' my first cigarette |
| [00:34.730] | Listenin' to Marvin ask his father about his death |
| [00:37.708] | How you shoot a out, then shoot a out? |
| [00:40.660] | Dead bodies in my dreams, Bob Marley on my couch |
| [00:43.690] | Pass me the blunt, he was smokin' when he died |
| [00:46.406] | You really think Elvis Presley committed suicide? |
| [00:49.097] | I don' t, it' s either kill or you be killed |
| [00:52.415] | Ten pints of blood per human, ain' t no refills |
| [00:55.184] | One thing about us humans, , we kill |
| [00:58.188] | Turkeys, chickens, pigs, each other, us, we will |
| [01:01.140] | Take a life, lethal injection or free will |
| [01:03.987] | Tookie got murdered by the pigs, did he kill? |
| [01:08.166] | That ain' t none of my business, though |
| [01:09.943] | But I' m the type of make it his business, so |
| [01:13.365] | Open the book and turn that page |
| [01:15.324] | It reads Arthur Ashe died from AIDS, no |
| [01:17.858] | That' s murder, |
| [01:18.615][Hook: Kendrick Lamar] | |
| [01:19.086] | Murder |
| [01:20.862] | Gunfire, death is so quiet, ask why, tell ' em it' s |
| [01:24.754] | Murder |
| [01:26.531] | The sun rise then hide by grey skies, that cry sounds like |
| [01:30.109] | Murder |
| [01:32.878] | Murder, murder, murder, murder |
| [01:37.136] | Murder, murder, murder, murder |
| [01:41.917][Verse 2: Game] | |
| [01:42.570] | Malcolm X standing on that stage |
| [01:44.764] | It was staged for him to see that gauge |
| [01:47.220] | Murder, |
| [01:48.473] | Doctor King outside that room |
| [01:50.824] | Who knew that he would die that soon? |
| [01:53.019] | That' s murder, |
| [01:54.795] | JFK sittin' in that drop |
| [01:56.336] | He waved goodbye, then they blew off his top |
| [01:58.844] | It' s murder, |
| [02:00.020] | Diddy seen Big, and Suge watched Pac |
| [02:02.214] | They both was ridin' passenger when they got shot, it' s murder |
| [02:05.688] | Who the killed Michael Jackson, his physician? |
| [02:08.457] | He died slow in his music, you ain' t really listen |
| [02:11.957] | Now his daughter gettin' slapped by his sister |
| [02:14.204] | And that' s probably gon' kill they mama |
| [02:16.320] | So I' m sorry Ms. Jackson, I' m sorry Ms. Houston, sissy |
| [02:20.212] | Might shed a tear but ain' t no sissy |
| [02:22.224] | ' Cause Whitney' s sill with me |
| [02:24.575] | And her death kinda hurt a |
| [02:26.638] | So let' s get back to talkin' ' bout murder, |
| [02:29.590] | John Lennon got shot in the back |
| [02:31.837] | And Paul McCartney couldn' t do s t ' bout that |
| [02:33.900] | ' Cause it was murder, |
| [02:35.337] | Listen, this ain' t about you and me |
| [02:38.446] | It' s about Trayvon Martin and Huey P |
| [02:41.946] | And how they shot down Sam Cooke |
| [02:43.775] | Twelve years of school and it ain' t in one damn book |
| [02:46.700] | Lee Harvey Oswald ' bout to serve a sentence |
| [02:49.495] | From the crowd comes a revolver |
| [02:51.428] | That' s murder, |
| [02:52.656][Hook] | |
| [03:12.457][Verse 3: Scarface] | |
| [03:16.898] | Gaspin' for air, cling on |
| [03:19.014] | Tryin' to fight the inevitable, sing on |
| [03:22.906] | You hear that fat lady warmin' up? |
| [03:25.649] | The end came without a warning, huh? |
| [03:28.679] | Them real with them rags on |
| [03:31.448] | get killed ' bout them flags, homes |
| [03:34.557] | The Game told you what the play was |
| [03:37.300] | So it don' t matter what you say, cuz |
| [03:39.781] | Say Blood, these livin' what they die by |
| [03:42.550] | You out here playin' while these doin' drivebys |
| [03:45.685] | If murder was the case that they gave Snoop |
| [03:48.767] | Then how the you thinking they gon' save you? |
| [03:51.406] | Them played you, you doin' stand up |
| [03:54.122] | You a comedian there, boy, put your hands up |
| [03:57.492] | Don' t turn this to a 187 |
| [04:00.026] | I have you leanin' on the stairway to Heaven |
| [04:03.030] | Spittin' blood, these are tales from the hood |
| [04:05.381] | Suicide sound quicker, but a murder sounds good |
| [04:08.464] | Wish a would try to play me like a toy |
| [04:10.945] | You get a bullet in your ' head, homeboy |
| [04:14.733] | The people sayin' that a drug overdose killed Hendrix |
| [04:17.842] | They bulls tted, it was murder |
| [04:20.741] | Or a plane crash killed Otis Redding |
| [04:23.406] | That' s how they said it, but it was murder |
| [04:26.593] | The cops kill us at alarming rates |
| [04:29.231] | They point they guns at the ones they hate |
| [04:32.235] | If Bin Laden brought the World Trade down |
| [04:34.612] | Then how the did he die just now? |
| [04:37.251] | Murder, murder Murder, murder, kill, kill |
| [04:41.744] | They killin' still |
| [04:44.643] | And I' m just tellin' y' all the real |
| [04:46.393] | , murder, murder, murder |
| [04:47.830] | , kill, kill, kill, for real |