Murda (feat. Cory Gunz, Capo & Junior Reid)

Starting, why? Why? Why? Yeah First degree murda Beg dem nuh push it further This a nuh beef weh make burger The youths dem strapped with dem burner Real niggas say soowoo and such and such kill such and such The street talking, bullshit walks on crutches but it's strut to strut Niggas panic button pressing the end is coming Count your blessings We living in the day and time Where the ten commandments are now suggestions How depressing, how invested, click-clack, pow intestines Bad bitches in flower dresses with tight pussies I found the crevice AK bullets move mountains Break them bitches down to pebbles That tough talk is like music, to my ears so keep it acapella Based on a true story, we not worried, y'all too worried I faced my fears and told them motherfuckers y'all too gorgeous Dread head from New Orleans Where the youth dem got two choices Shoot or get shot or a nigga choose for you We murdered dem First degree murda Beg dem nuh push it further This a nuh beef weh make burger The youths dem strapped with dem burner First degree murda Beg dem nuh push it further This a nuh beef weh make burger 'Cause the youths dem strapped with dem burner Yo, Tune point and I'm dusting niggas I ain't talking lacing no marijuana Soon as I hatched, I reigned like a quail And gave two fucks I ain't a koala My uncle gangsta but I make him nervous All he see in my face is murder Waste a burner is my waste a furnace I pace and turn and she'll face the thermos First birthday wish was getting picked up Shoot a nigga wake up on the wake up Lay down and a model bitch ache up Then I put pearls in a bitch like Jacob Play tough taped off of this day pub Race off like some motherfucking make up Take off looking for something to take up Get the paper or you goin' in the paper? Not horoscopes but in the horror scope Pray to God you see tomorrow, nope They gave my nigga 30 for a jar of dope But do a nigga dirty with a bar of soap Blowing so much you sneezing dick Believe in me I don't believe in shit Y'all pinching pennies? I'm squeezing drip It's Young Money till I'm in the freezer stiff, bitch First degree murda Beg dem nuh push it further This a nuh beef weh make burger The youths dem strapped with dem burner First degree murda Beg dem nuh push it further This a nuh beef weh make burger 'Cause the youths dem strapped with dem burner It's all about the money nigga fuck the fame Where we come from shots ring nigga broad day Lil' woadie said he had the chance he do the shit again Poppin' pills for the pain but still won't feel a thing It's deeper than this rap, I'm in the back soaking game Cartier frames got 'em looking at me strange Why pre mostly heard and I'm rarely sane Lowkey can still get a brick off my name Now I'ma tell you this here for my youngin' 'em The same ones I hung the corners with, do numbers with If there ever was a problem watch 'em pull up quick Caught a L sticking to the script, we now switched We now switch First degree murda Beg dem nuh push it further This a nuh beef weh make burger The youths dem strapped with dem burner First degree murda Beg dem nuh push it further This a nuh beef weh make burger 'Cause the youths dem strapped with dem burner Starting, why? Why? Why? Yeah