Word . Thats why when I heard the beat and the chanting in the beginning of murda on my mind I thought kray was gonna take it there. Even Bizzy got a little dark but Kray maintained himself and just let off the lyrical clip
YOU SEEM TO REALLY MIS-REMEMBER
THAT SONG....
KRAY DEFINITELY GOT ON SOME DARK shyt.
Money owed, so it's murder on my mind
Finger itchin' on the trigger of my nine millimeter
I'm a killer if the murder make me richer
You'll for certain be the victim if it make a nikka skrilla, gorilla
Hit you with the guerrilla crimes
I haven't ever really ever been a friend of mine
Hustle hard through the fall, spring, summer, winter time
Sip a lotta Henn', hit the weed, sniff a line
Now I'm ready, let's go
Now I'm on my Superman grind
Money burstin' out the pocket so my heater may shine
But let's face it, every time a nikka made it
You got the jealous tryna to take it
So you gotta sucker shake it, shake 'em off
Finna stay strapped? You may have to break 'em off
Wanna play Bone? Somebody gotta pay the cost
Gotta get mine, I can't afford to take a loss
Even if that means it's murder when I come on the scene
And set fire at the party, everybody can bleed
They can die, they can die, they can die, they can die, die
It's like I bit 'em and put venom in 'em
And then I'm on a nikka, kill 'em till I'm finished with 'em
Finished with 'em
One for the gun, two for redruM-Murder
Three, see them bleed
Four, never coming back no more, more, more
He dead, he dead, he dead
He never coming back no more, more, more
This is your life, we will not let you breathe no more, more, more
RedruM, redruM, redruM
RedruM, redruM, redruM

