Текст песни Murder - Southwest

All I hear is murder
All I ever hear is murder
Murder
All I hear is murder
All I hear is murder
All I hear is murder
All I hear is murder
All I hear is murder
Motherfuckers dying every day
Cause another motherfucker got a stack up cake
Murder
All I hear is murder
Will I live long maybe
Or will I die trynna feed that baby
Rising of fuel price makes the powder expensive
Got my own bills plus my baby mama eccentric
Every day a new hairstyle say she deserves it
Blaming on the fact we had nothing
Pretending like we had it when we don't
Call it fronting
I couldn't do that cause most my niggas starving
When we never grew nothing what the fuck is a harvest
Huh
Mama told me be honest
Shit is hard to do and success is never promised
And all these dreams that cannot go with the wind like it's August
Play the game of death to win, Chuck Norris
Serving hard like I'm 1986 Morris
I swear I never seen a paycheck so enormous
A smile on Madalucia's face makes up for all this
Guilt that I feel she was only a child
But she took those lines before the baby was born
And I showed no emotion when I heard the baby was gone
Now regardless how it all goes down
Rose everyday like must go on
All I hear is murder
All I hear is murder
All I hear is murder
Motherfuckers dying every day
Cause another motherfucker got a stack up cake
Murder
All I hear is murder
All I hear is murder
Motherfuckers dying every day
Cause another motherfucker got a stack up cake
Stack up cake
Laws we break
Real friends behind us
House to house to find us
Fifties that we work for ever can't describe us
The prison's full but still the wanna confine us
Kill us from the inside
Kill us when we inside
The system's coming through like it's a dirty vagina
They say that we do would be much better without us
Cause we set a bad example for those behind us
The kids, them say they surely kill us when they see us
The pigs, for a promotion and more beans
More ends
Don't you see how twisted the story is
Young niggas trapped when they squeeze we squeeze
Ready for the hit, sample track full of G's
Ready to die without them begging on the streets
Made the sample hit the ground
Told them no one make a peep
Everything was going smooth until one of them pulled a piece
All I hear is murder
All I hear is murder
All I hear is murder
Motherfuckers dying every day
Cause another motherfucker got a stack up cake
I got the money, the hoe, the mistress and the wife
I told the mistress if you fight her while she calling me tonight
Answer the phone
She like
I hope you ain't with your wife
The news about to give you about to change your whole life
I got a life in me and it's yours
You never want to use a rubber during intercourse
I'm still at school and don't wanna
Be the reason why you get a divorce
Do we keep it all
I'm about to put the ball in your court
I pause
Realizing that she wants much more from life
Money, power, respect to be precise
I couldn't leave my wife and my perfect life
Either with every hustle just to terminate this life
Sometimes at night I still hear her cry
I wanna join her but I got too much fucking pride
Ah
I'm the victim and the murderer
Now pass me the drugs and the liquor for a motherfucking sober up
For a motherfucking sober up
For a motherfucking sober up
Yeah
For a motherfucking sober up
Wole
Ono no say
Ah
I'm the victim and the murderer
Pass me the liquor for a motherfucking sober up
Yeah
The victim and the murderer
Pass me the liquor for a motherfucking sober up
We are trapped
Between a rock and a hard place
The rock being the system and the hard place
Our instinct to live in abundance
How can we overcome
How
When we kill for power
Fuel and food
This is you
And this is me
Look in the mirror
What do you see
Huh