paroles de chanson bloody murda - Pats

I took a pill to get high
Bout an hour til I'm gone
Middle fingers to the sky
Cause I'm bout to get it on
And I'm screamin bloody murda, murda
Used to get away with murda
Middle fingers to the sky
Cause we bout to get it on

Pretty soon you'll understand what I'm about
But you don't have to understand my route
I built it from the ground up, this my house
If you don't like what I'm doin get the fuck out now
Started rappin in highschool but I bugged out
Couldn't wrap my head around this shit
Always drugged out
Mad doobies after lunch
A bowl of captain crunch
Homies askin me for smokes
Knew I had a bunch
It was nothin for this young buck
Used to snort lines whiter than the fuckin Klu Klux
Bricks were on sale know I always had a surplus
Knocks at the door had me sweatin like a furnace
Had to juggle plates like clowns at the circus
Back then you could get away with murders
You heard it on the hook
Now I'm back to get ya shook
I lost the game once
Now I'm playin by the book

Always been a scorer, D Book
Versatile, hit em with a no look
Quick juke, clear path to the hoop
Pats is Larry Bird, other rappers flew the coop

I took a pill to get high
Bout an hour til I'm gone
Middle fingers to the sky
Cause I'm bout to get it on
And I'm screamin bloody murda, murda
Used to get away with murda
Middle fingers to the sky
Cause we bout to get it on

Woke up stressed that feeling too familiar
No need for the joe already hit the ceiling
Don't sleep till it gone
That nearly lost it meaning
Now the vibe be all wrong
That shit be too convenient
I think it's that I miss that old rosters
Used to hustle tickets till we oversold the concert
Had to hit the keys like we phantom of the opera
Always let the magic in
No matter what the costs were
So you could say we paid that price
I'ma hustle to the bone to see my name in lights
Had some a hard fuckin days and some grade a nights
But ya gotta trust the process
Entertain advice
So you can take matters up in your own hands
And pop three tabs of this xan
And change the whole plan
They said I done did it again
That's all I know fam
Just lay way back in this chair and let it go man
Used to have to live with the monotonous
Told Pats if I don't spit I'm gonna die for this
Call my shit illegit I go anonymous
Your gang got me all wrong
Ad hominem/
Bad seed
Back in the day
Back seat patrol they done took me away
Had a little time to think and just pray
Had a little time to drink away
Got away with murder when I think

I took a pill to get high
Bout an hour til I'm gone
Middle fingers to the sky
Cause I'm bout to get it on
And I'm screamin bloody murda, murda
Used to get away with murda
Middle fingers to the sky
Cause we bout to get it on