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Murda 1
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On Tour
Hip-Hop/Rap
Murda 1 was released on March 30, 2004 by Ashenafi Entertainment, Inc. as a part of the album Divine Design
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Release DateMarch 30, 2004
LabelAshenafi Entertainment, Inc.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM85

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kendrick Jeru Davis
Kendrick Jeru Davis
Writer

Lyrics

Yeah you know so I was talking to my girl and shit
Yo Duke what the fuck you looking at?
What Duke?
You heard me motherfucker what the fuck you looking at?
Check this out son
Check what out motherfucker you don't know me
What the fuck you looking at?
Aight, aight
Oh what you fuck you mean aight
You got a pistol ****?
You pull that shit out dog
You better motherfucking bust
It's that **** that you love to hate like Osama
The wack rapper capper, the MC bomber
On that Brooklyn, East New York shit bring in the drama
Hot lyrical slugs pierce through your body armor
When I spit **** silent even if they wanna
Jump bad, they play low pro they know my flow cold like CO
Two Spanish mamis be like "Ay Dio Mio"
Hit you in the head with some shit like Craig did Deebo
Four five six I take the bank like Cee-Lo
You know shit is real and you can find me in the ghetto
Rapid fire verses hit targets like full metal
Jackets smacking up fake gangstas choking out faggots
Killing MCs is sort of a bad habit
If you pick up the mic to fight I split your cabbage
Known to wild out but I'm not a savage
And I'm called the damager cause I be doing damage
Murder them, murder them
If you feeling lucky enough then press your luck
Murder them, murder them
You won't survive hit life catching wreck is a thing
To the bang bang boogie the boogie the bang bang
Most of these MCs talking out of they ass like Pootie Tang
I'm here to let them know it's time to step up they game
I freeze them like cocaine, heat them up like propane
Wielding weapons of mass destruction like Saddam Hussein
I rock the mic all night like a big booty thang thang
See I like to ride till it's dead and stinking
Then reminisce on how I gave that ass a spanking
Always do damage like hood hoes that steady gang bang
Deadly gangstas flow switch up like B.E. Chang
Twenty four seven mic manipulating
On some Chuck Berry shit with one hand on my ding-a-ling and I
Murder them, murder them
Nuckleheads get robbed and sent it off if you want it
Murder them, murder them
Your nine spray, my mind spray
I spit acid, venom, lightning, fire
Gangsta you's a homo thug like Omar on The Wire
To knock me out the box them cocksuckers conspire
But I flame on and light they ass up like Richard Pryor
I told y'all **** prior to this that I and I are
Late death's your fate I make a move it's like checkmate
MCs I liquidate as the planet rotate
My shit fatter than that maid on Gimme a Break
Everybody yelling cook but when shit jump they yell Jake
Others claim to be righteous but move like rattlesnakes
Like an arrow through the heart my poison dart penetrate
And I house MCs like Iraqis house Kuwait and I
Murder them, murder them
Nuckleheads get robbed and sent it off if you want it
Murder them, murder them
Your nine spray, my mind spray
Murder them, murder them
If you feeling lucky enough then press your luck
Murder them, murder them
You won't survive hit life catching wreck is a thing
Written by: Kendrick Jeru Davis
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