Murray's Revenge - Murs: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Murray's Revenge

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Murray's Revenge was released on March 21, 2006 by Record Collection Music as a part of the album Murray's Revenge

Song Details

AlbumMurray's Revenge

Release DateMarch 21, 2006

LabelRecord Collection Music

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM92

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Murs

Performer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

9th Wonder

Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Alright, yeah

Once again

Yeah

[Verse 2]

I'm a hood legend, you should feel threatened

Front, I'ma show you what's good in a second

The best in the business, I mean, what is it?

The dopest MC to walk, talk it, and live it

A wide, bright screen with a blockbuster signature

Every new line I speak should be in cinemas

Champion sound, I win with words

Like you finally talked your girl into sleepin' with a friend of hers

Oh yeah, I'm off on a good one

Mama so proud of what her boy from the hood done

Got off the meat and I got my mind right, I

Got out these skreets, I got my grind like I

Got on these beats, I gotta come tight, it's

Gotta be me, it's gotta be 9th

Your boy dropped some stuff and it was probably nice

But they need a little help and a lot of advice

Quit while you're ahead, you ain't seein' no bread

And don't sleep on us, you can sleep when you're dead

And grateful you didn't live life hateful

Change for the better like the weather in April

Food for the soul, go ahead, grab a plateful

A heart full of hate is a waste and disgraceful

Uh, don't ingest, turn your stomach

When a brother only wanna see another brother plummet

Come with ya best and you can lose like the rest

Straight shots when I shoot how we do in the West, yeah

[Verse 3]

You know who we might be, man, myth, or MC

But Murs sums it up best, now wouldn't you agree?

I stuck to the plate like it's And1 and straight

Throw the mic around your neck and then bounce it off your face

With grace, the Ace in the hole, replacin' the old

'Cause the new generation got a taste for some soul

Hold on to opinions till I tell you to have one

That mic wasn't hot until the spot till I grabbed one

Off the stand, now it's off the hook

And when the beat is this nuts, then I'm off the books

Meanin' off the head, freestylin', makin' bread

And I shoulda been in a movie, but I made my own instead

Still pioneerin' with this independent hustle

When your mic cord is much too short for you to tussle

For the man that pro like 40 Water, poured in remembrance

Of every hood soldier that died in ghetto tenements

Innocent till proven guilty

Should I die, don't look for the dude that killed me

Look for a brighter tomorrow and in spite of the sorrow

Live every moment to the fullest so your life isn't hollow

And you can holler out my name from the top of the game

And should you pass, homie, I'ma promise I'll do the same

For if a soul is avenged through the deeds of a friend

Then success has always been the best form of revenge

The end

Written by: CARTER NICHOLAS, DOUTHIT PATRICK DENARD

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