Murder Dem - Pras

Murder Dem - Pras

  • Year of release: 1998
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 4:22

Below is the lyrics of the song Murder Dem , artist - Pras with translation

Lyrics " Murder Dem "

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Murder Dem

Pras

Heh, yeah.

Aaight.

Just count me up in here, aaight?

Yeah.

Uhh.

Uhh.

Uhh

First and foremost let’s distinguish the boys from the men

The start to a end, a foe from a friend

Who next of kin when I bust this iron across yo' chin, nigga?

Let me extend payments due on your arrangements

Turn on the news, nigga, listen to the latest development

Extra extra, read all about it

Master Pras always Bout-It-Bout-It

Bring tears to your fears when I shout it, shout it

Better believe, though he doubt it, doubt it

Yeah, what’s all the fussin' and bickerin' for

Yeah, few shots up your ass, hear from you no more

For sure you belong with an M-16

Stand in front of the door, that you just can’t ignore

Go figure.

Hit the floor, nigga

Random shots — run for your life, nigga

This goes for my niggas who gets no bigger

Sweat on your forehead, let’s see who pull quicker

Yeah, murder dem.

Murder dem.

In a, competition me go, murder dem

Wha' what, follow dem.

Hm.

Follow dem

In this, situation me no, follow dem when me gone

All pussi haffi run when me gun.

All cowards haffi run when me gun

No man haffi come 'cause we, murder dem.

Hm.

Murder dem

I’m livin' on danger’s ground, where the danger’s mine

Hold firm, stand strong, 'bout to blow like land mine

Never mind, draw, reach for yours, I’ma go for mine

Leave you paralyzed with a broken spine

They seize and they shrine in the line of fire

Retreat, recline, from all firearm

Ring the alarm, bring the bomb squad, word to God

Got your number, nigga, watch I’ll pull your cord

Pardon me, sincerely yours

Down by law, out to settle the scores

Haters shoutin', «No, he can’t be no more!»

Parasite, leachin' down, rottin' to the core

Cash rule, jewels cool, drown in my whirlpool

'Scuse my rudeness, rudeboy from Providence

These fists of fear remain to be fearless

Move like flyin' fators, full automation

Pumpin' carbon monoxide through your blood circulation

Separate these facts like segregation

Trial and tribulation, high expectation

The brigade shut off, backs seen me run off

Cagein' with Nicholas, it’s a face-off

What?

Yeah!

Hah, mmm!

Yeah, murder dem.

Murder dem.

In a, competition me go, murder dem

Wha' what, follow dem.

Hm.

Follow dem

In this, situation me no, follow dem when me gone

All pussi haffi run when me gun.

All cowards haffi run when me gun

No man haffi come 'cause we, murder dem.

Hm.

Murder dem

In case you didn’t know, it’s the P-R-A-S

Got strategies like playing chess

Penetrate through your flesh, yes, hit me with your best

Got issues to address, nonetheless

Checkmate, only makin' moves with my playmate

Prakazrel is Pras when it’s abbreviate

My puncture is accurate, nigga you dead weight

Dislocate every bone in your body

Then sit back and evaluate

Every mental thought process is isolate

Preception is clear with my steel, I should demonstrate

You were last seen gettin' head from a drag queen

Come clean, nigga what, with an 18

The supreme dream team, cash rule and CREAM

While your body lies up in a neoprene

What, yeah, wha’what, wha’what, hahh!

Hmm.

Uh huh uh huh.

Refugee Camp All-Stars.

Uh huh.

Uh huh uh huh

Yeah, yeah

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