paroles de chanson Murder - Mr Streetz
I
got
books
full
of
notes
on
how
to
murder
the
scene
Through
the
grime
I
rap
drill
I'm
putting
death
to
the
beat
Man
I
fill
it
full
of
numbers,
make
it
drown
in
the
stream
Spitting
out
the
flames
and
make
it
choke
in
the...
look
God
it's
getting
old
The
rap
game
needs
a
change
Ain't
no
way
to
do
it
so
I'll
put
it
in
a
grave
It's
been
extortion
For
way
too
many
years
Try
to
start
up
in
it
you'll
be
dead
and
there'll
be
tears
I'm
gonna
Get
to
it
first
I'm
prepping
the
hearse
Wait
I'm
making
up
a
deathbed
for
you
nerds
You'll
never
wake
again
so
you
know
our
prayers
were
heard
Too
many
sheep
brains
and
so
it's
death
to
the
herd
Look
Loading
up
the
strap
you'll
see
a
double
tap
Spraying
out
the
corn
and
see
me
lyrically
conjure
that
See
the
scene
get
flattened
My
words
all
make
a
pattern
Piece
it
all
together
then
I'll
lyrically
mash
em
Watch
my
tongue
attack
em
J
Hus,
be
a
massacre
Bass
that
makes
the
floor
shake
cos
I'm
a
fucking
damager
Talent
I
scout
it,
I'm
a
manager
Trust
no
executives
scouting
out
the
amateurs
I
got
books
full
of
notes
on
how
to
murder
the
scene
Through
the
grime
I
rap
drill
I'm
putting
death
to
the
beat
Man
I
fill
it
full
of
numbers,
make
it
drown
in
the
stream
Spitting
out
the
flames
and
make
it
choke
in
the
steam
I
got
pages
full
of
notes
on
how
to
murder
the
scene
Through
the
grime
I
rap
drill
I'm
putting
death
to
the
beat
Man
I
fill
it
full
of
numbers,
make
it
drown
in
the
stream
Spitting
out
the
flames
and
make
it
choke
in
the
heat
Annihilate
the
industry
It's
not
just
cos
I'm
pissed
they
got
it
in
for
me
Break
it
down
and
then
I'll
build
up
my
own
dynasty
Hah
I'm
famous
from
the
infamy
Ratatat
I'm
spitting
bullets
like
the
infantry
Steady
marching
to
the
drum,
I
got
the
sickest
beats
Acting
like
they're
hard
I'll
make
em
indomie
Shit
There's
no
one
that's
akin
to
me
Shellington
crescent,
I'm
bringing
shells
They've
neglected
us
and
now
I'll
give
em
hell
See
me
dropping
all
my
shells
at
their
feet
Feel
it
most
in
their
ears
I'm
a
vet
and
you
can
look
at
my
belts
Violence
sells
So
you
know
I'll
make
a
killing
off
this
shit
Felt
my
flow
and
now
they're
jumping
off
the
ship
It's
a
bitch
Making
waves,
it
be
the
sea
and
I
I'm
ripping
up
labels
I'm
talking
EMI
I
got
books
full
of
notes
on
how
to
murder
the
scene
Through
the
grime
I
rap
drill
I'm
putting
death
to
the
beat
Man
I
fill
it
full
of
numbers,
make
it
drown
in
the
stream
Spitting
out
the
flames
and
make
it
choke
in
the
steam
I
got
pages
full
of
notes
on
how
to
murder
the
scene
Through
the
grime
I
rap
drill
I'm
putting
death
to
the
beat
Man
I
fill
it
full
of
numbers,
make
it
drown
in
the
stream
Spitting
out
the
flames
and
make
it
choke
in
the
heat
I'll
finish
up
my
verse
and
leave
'em
hanging
Automatic
weapon
yeah
I
bang
it
Spit-fire
like
the
plane,
I
got
the
habit
War
machine,
I'm
loading
up
the
matic
Book
that's
full
of
tricks,
I
got
the
magic
Showing
off
my
teeth
cos
I'm
a
savage
Pearly
whites
are
shining
make
you
crash
it
You
know
that
I'm
a
symbol
making
classics
Your
bars
are
dead
and
so
is
your
brain
You
can't
process
what
I'm
saying
you
might
think
I'm
deranged
But
what
I'm
spitting
is
so
heavy
it'll
crush
the
whole
game
The
bars
are
coming
off
my
head
I
think
I'm
fucking
insane
Rep
another
16
Biceps
so
big
they'll
make
you
suffocate
Metaphorical
for
how
I
run
the
game
Tearing
up
the
pitch,
I'll
make
em
run
away
Run
a
couple
down,
it's
just
another
day
If
you
jump
on
my
tracks
you're
getting
crushed
guaranteed
There
like
Streetz
can
you
sort
it
out
please
What,
the
scene?
Yeah
I'll
do
it
I
believe
in
the
cause
Tear
it
up,
you
see
I'm
working
my
jaws
I'm
a
veteran
at
war
No
surprise
I
suppose
Start
a
fire
let
it
grow
And
you're
gonna
suffocate
from
all
the
smoke
in
your
nose
Choke
em
out
let
em
tap
Got
the
game
on
my
back
And
their
shits
so
whack
that
they're
gonna
get
whacked
I
got
books
full
of
notes
on
how
to
murder
the
scene
Through
the
grime
I
rap
drill
I'm
putting
death
to
the
beat
Man
I
fill
it
full
of
numbers,
make
it
drown
in
the
stream
Spitting
out
the
flames
and
make
it
choke
in
the
steam
I
got
pages
full
of
notes
on
how
to
murder
the
scene
Through
the
grime
I
rap
drill
I'm
putting
death
to
the
beat
Man
I
fill
it
full
of
numbers,
make
it
drown
in
the
stream
Spitting
out
the
flames
and
make
it
choke
in
the
heat
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