Текст песни How to Get Away With Murder - B-Jay Banks feat. AnkhleJohn

Money come and go but all of the people say money the root of this evil
I been thinkin', If I ever touch me a million, Im off the whole grid with my people
Dropped a gram in the grinder, forgot about all the shit I was just stressing off recent
Feel like now I can murder, murder, murder

How to get away with this shit, need to call Annalise
Out the gate with it, dog, like a beast
Niggas ain't with it, all got the leash
Niggas ape with it, all out to eat
Many faces, you aint saw what you just seen
Tell 'em play with it, y'all gotta sleep
We be up the crack of dawn, really creep
Niggas never really on... what you think?
This ain't a job for you, tell him I got it, 10-4
In the whip riding 'round, jay out of the window
I ain't playin' no games, this not a nintendo
You ain't on my vibe, we not on a tempo
Until I die, i'm telling you all, I ain't comparing at all
Nor will I spare 'em at all (SayLess)
And from the looks of what your character off
I can imagine what the parenting off
Probably mad 'cause they know that they raised one dumb motherfucker
You one dumb motherfucker
See a nigga, black mask, black shirt, black pants
Then I think you better run motherfucker
We don't do shit in the open
You niggas do shit and post it
Rackz on the tag like a post it
Always look ready for pics, look, I'm posing
Whip in the kitchen like potion
Bodied

Shit
I was raised up in the pyramids, caught a body in Cairo (Shaap shit only)
I think ol' Horus my idol
All seeing eye, Osiris my rival
I got ISIS aim, through religious wars, bullet shells on the bible
Only the fittest is made for survival, my niggas trapped in the cycle
You was talkin' real greasy on that twitter shit, you def' went viral
So unfortunate, baby girl, go abort the shit
The grave yards where the corpse get left
Y'all niggas still eating on that pork and shit?
Haram, kouffar
3 stars, do the 2 bars got me shooting like Dumars
At a few cars like Tupac
It ain't easy but somebody got to do it, my influence was you
Amazing shot got me aiming like pool
You think with your ass, your brain on a stool
Rain, sleet, storm, I'm not the norm
She go to Howard, I snuck in the dorm
She wrote a paper on how I perform
I'm such a problem, we fucking like porn
I don't really do these beats but, I'm an animal
B-Jay, I been a fan of you since them freestyles with Darren Hanible
Niggas heating up when the fan is cool
Trying to maneuver out Vancouver
To be the boss, be the best student
A human, a god, niggas trans mutant
Sick