Murder, Murder (Kill, Kill)

I'm a legend where I'm from, the **** you want to become

When these words come up from lungs, I see you **** turnin' on

Tennessee and Amityville, chainsaw massacre kill

When I feel a litte ill I go and pop me fifty pills

Or I drain my litte pains with some heroin in my veins

It may seem somewhat insane that I drink some pure cocaine

Lord Yoda, no soda, take a photo of my dojo

Hit you with the Han Solo in my Polo fuckin' boots lolo

Murderers, Robbers, Dealers, Killers

If you want some combat **** put some nickel in ya ticker

This is the thrust that'll bust yo guts

And make you get up and do the fuckin' Memphis strut