Текст песни Murder Murdoch - Promoe

"Rupert come out to play, ruuuupert won′t you come out to play "

I see visions of bullets rippin through flesh
I'm itchin to pull it, man isn′t it fresh
To his eardrum's where I put it like: listen to this
Blao, blao, blao, blao - mission 'ccomplished
LOL, cus it wasn′t complicated at all
Still my accomplice wishin that he′d never gotten involved
Cus now we all over fox news - they spread propaganda that's not true
Sayin some arabic terrorists did it - fuck you!
I did it and I take full responsibility
It was self defence I got proof that he was killing me
New shit I′m shooting at my enemies
And keep doing it by any means because...

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Myspace is time wasted I'm wasted
Can′t take it any further word up
Mo hits is mo ads is mo shit that's mo cash
That′s why I wanna murder murdoch
Myspace is time wasted I'm wasted
Blaze the fire - let your burners burn up
Mo friends get mo ends, there's no end it′s dope man
That′s why I wanna murder murdoch

This looptrooper shootin rupert over music like astma produced it
And fast moves that's stupid, that′s equivalent to catchin some bruises
Multiple stab wounds, electrocution and massive confusion
Here's my confession, but you cant even prove it
When I load up the german luger what′s my motive to murder rupert
I'm a tell you what the truth is you ain′t puttin up with no excuses
It's not cus he own 99 % of all media
That's not why he dying, lying on the floor bleeding now
It′s not cus I might believe that he′s a part of the conspiracy
That I hate fox news and the views they distribute from off my tv screen
But I hold him responsible for killin my creativity
And without my creativity yo I ain't really me

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How can that peace loving rapper promoe
Turn so violent what has happened why he so provoked
All of a sudden what exactly is he tryin to promote?
Man I wanna murder murdoch
How can that peace loving rapper promoe
Turn so violent what has happened why he so provoked
All of a sudden what exactly is he tryin to promote?
This ain′t a friend request I post a bulletin
Put a gun to his chest unload some bullets in
So many profile views but from my point of view
It ain't my space it′s his space shut down the bitrate on that shitface

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