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Sing
Spooks inna di yard
Recognize
Spook Crew come fi murda all sound bwoys
Sing
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 Murderous spooks through your dread door
For the last time we gwaan settle the score
If you want fi test you nah fi breath no more
Rewind!
M-m-m-m-murder
M-m-m-m-murder
It's murder to the bone
It's murder to the bone
Hey, uh-uh-uh-uh, easy
Get a telescope, still can't tell it's dope
You want a miracle, nigga mail the Pope
I'm upsettin' like we was hangin' off the porch and your railing broke
Step in the street, let's see who bring it better
Toe to toe, so you don't run we'll tie the shoestrings together
Did I hit the greed zone, spit the B.D. poem
Because the voices in my head won't leave me alone
Yeah there's murder in the um-team, I'm askin' one time
Who want beef? Or who don't want beef?
Cause when the bolo swing y'all gon' nod like NoDoKings
I go bolo, beware like Coco Solo, homo, I mean homo-whoa-whoa
Po-po don't know, the spooks so-so fly, son
They ride dumb-dumb, some smash crumb-crumb
Murder MCs in the dungeon
The world hate Warda-bu-bu-but they also love him
Murder! Revolution, music evolution
Murder! We're the solution to confusion
Murder! When spooks infiltrate the scene
Murder! You're not fuckin' with my team
Murder! Revolution, music evolution
Murder! We're the solution to confusion
Murder! When spooks infiltrate the scene
Murder! You're not fuckin' with my team
Oh my lord, hand me that black, I want a sharp sword
Yeah, fuck rap, we lyrically kill
Chop and growl the vocal chords
My spook style is snappin' your neck, we murder for rep
Publishin' them royalty checks
So finger fuck fame
I massacre, butcher and maim, I'm stabbin' your frame
Until he's no smell in your brain
Yo, poke him again
Chop, chop, slicin' your knot
I spit it like shots, you bop 'til your cranium pops
I murder for prop, N.D. and Davenport
Charter MCs, sorta like The Gathering report
Batter and fought, then tatter and torched
Splatter for sport
All up in your cavity, murder the medic report
Stabbin' up foes, I fought with forks, poke 'em like pork
Political pawns get mentally torn to bits
I battle with critics, head-butt pimps for bitches
I'm better with givin', we pumpin' up Republican niggas
Murder! You know we're killin' competition
Murder! Creativity on every mission
Murder! We came to set you mimes free
Murder! Fuckin' up the industry
Murder! You know we're killin' competition
Murder! Creativity on every mission
Murder! We came to set you mimes free
Murder! Fuckin' up the industry
Savor the sharp flavor, grab the mic like a saber
Slay an enemy, your neighbor the same
If they brave enough, they save enough for pain
Now they slain, these razors cuttin' into your brain
Sever your neo-concept, yeah, you are complex
Makin' you feel the pleasures of sex
So what's next? The verbal hex that wrecks
Your whole conception, my deception's why
You should never look into G-Diva in the eye
You won't feel the sound of death approaching
Because quietly, quietly you feel the sting
There's nowhere to run, no place for hiding
It's just darkness, darkness, sun is setting
Chaos and confusion, words I'm usin'
Infusin' the mic with light to murder the illusion
And bullshit, I'm with it any day, hour, or minute
From second to millisecond, baby, check it how I wreck it
'Cause it's murder
Murder! When you bring drama to the mic
Murder! Original sickness that you like
Murder! Raisin' the stakes, exposin' the fakes, yeah
Murder! Makin' MCs spit on their breaks
Murder! When you bring drama to the mic
Murder! Original sickness that you like
Murder! Raisin' the stakes, exposin' the fakes, yeah
Murder! Makin' MCs spit on their breaks
Murder! When you bring drama to the mic
Murder! Original sickness that you like
Murder! Raisin' the stakes, exposin' the fakes, yeah
Murder! Makin' MCs spit on their breaks
Murder! When you bring drama to the mic
Murder! Original sickness that you like
Murder! Raisin' the stakes, exposin' the fakes, yeah
Murder! Makin' MCs spit on their breaks




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