Murderer - Grafh, Jarren Benton, King Charlton

Murderer - Grafh, Jarren Benton, King Charlton

Год
2016
Язык
`English`
Длительность
295110

Below is the lyrics of the song Murderer , artist - Grafh, Jarren Benton, King Charlton with translation

Lyrics " Murderer "

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Murderer

Grafh, Jarren Benton, King Charlton

I can say my brain balled out

Got a staged rubbed out

And a day in a clubhouse

With a bed getting her brain fucked out

Getting some brain till I’m getting the thing sucked out

I need to be caged up

It ain’t safe enough to be in the same place

When I hate your guts

And I break it up and drain it in a paper cup

And chase it with angel dust and make my lunch

I hang my nuts way up ‘ow

Strangle ya neck till your brains come out

Then I pray that the stain comes out

But it can’t so it looking like Banksy with his paint brush out

They saying prayer can save us, how?

We the reason that your chains tucked now

Can’t come round or get laid up found

Been off the leash too far

For me to peek guns made uptown

I cop way uptown, break up pound

I’m turning my weed way up loud (say what)

Stay up in the cloud, can’t come down

My chopper can make a plane come down

Fake fuck how you taking the same thug route

Till them handcuffs out

You taking a stand, I’m taking a stand up route

Then I stand up and touch ground

Cause a man more stand up down

From the bottom fuck around and shot him

They told me to hit him, I did it, I get it, I got him

Then hit him, then split him, get rid of the spirit inside him (wow)

I’m in an asylum I figured I’d fit in the bottom

Niggas be killers, guerillas niggas, sinners and robbers

Not with Michelle Obama, Clinton Hillary Rodham write ‘em

Nigga I live in the bottom, what’s the problem

You pop shit on if you want a condom

What all ya’ll are believe (y'all are believe in)

I’m all so dirty (dirty)

Ya’ll can’t alter my dream, but a washing machine

But my laundry’s the cleanest (fresh)

They’re coming down for a reason (reason)

I form an allegiance with robbers and heathens (heathens)

I’m like a farmer with seeds

When I water the garden of Eden with all of my semen

I’m the father of demons (demons)

Destroy all your agreements (‘agreements)

I’m the Lord of the fleas I’m the cause of disease

And I took all the pieces and crossbreed it

I’m all evil, I’m taking your heart, full repo, carlito, we all illegal

My alter ego already alter my ego

I already talked to Torpedo

He was Lord of my ego

I’m tossing the bomb (bomb) across your peep hoe

Knock knock nigga, who’s there, pop pop nigga

Lawd, somebody betta pray fe dem pussyclaat

Somebody betta rave, chopper, chopper MJ

Kno' seh mI a pay when God send me

Murderer, murderer

Murderer, murderer

Yow, murderer

I’m not the sanest, who dey, yeah who say

My momma shoulda killed me at birth

And put a hole inside my toupee

Lunch time bitch, your favorite rapper just souffle

They can’t ‘Kick, Push' like Lupe

I strangle a man with my hands or a shoelace

Throw rosin and promethazine inside my kool-aid

Touche walk fifty, give a nigga the two blades

I give niggas a new face, killa spirit renovative I put the soul in a new place

Get fellatio while a nigga playin 2K

She gon' suffocate and come up for air with a blue face

That’s why I call a bitch Smurfette

Don’t be the fucking tough guy and get your shirt wet

I’m so high and I ain’t even left earth yet

Fuck purp bitch, I’d rather pop percocet

A nervous wreck in a turtleneck

The fucking school yard bully never gave a nerd no respect

Gun slinging like a hurdle text

The scary next door neighbor in the hood that wanna hurt his pets

Grafh like «show those bitches niggas how to rap.»

I came out the fucking guillotine without a strong

I kill a platoon in war without a gat

Barbarian, I pulled a fucking sword out of his back

The flow sick but I’m fine

I made Adolf Hitler mix with Einstein

The weed so strong, feel like I’m dying

I poison the fucking track like iodine

Mr Bitten Hoe, I’ve been ill since the embryo

I put an imbeciles heart in a motherfucking envelope

State your claim bitch

Hand around the rap game throat till the bitch choke

Lawd, somebody betta pray fe dem pussyclaat

Somebody betta rave, chopper, chopper MJ

Kno' seh mI a pay when God send fe me

Murderer, murderer

Murderer, murderer

Yow, murderer

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