Murder Ink Lyrics

Murder Ink lyrics

[hitman]

 When darkness be closin in

 I'm motivated, with the howlin wind

 With a list of chosen men, frozen in sin

 Knowin that your end is beginnin

 Swift silent and deadly

 There's no defendin my plots, i know your every movement

 For six months i watch, coulda gotchu at your baby's mother's house

 Even at your down-low weed spot

 But the backdrop, wasn't flattering enough

 I didn't want people gathering and stuff {*cameras click*}

 Snapshots of blood splattering from the snuff

 Here - puff this here, while i figure which way, to split yo' wig

 Right now you as nervous, as a farmer john pig

 As i dig into my tragic bag, take out the hk

 Twist on the silencer, insert the thirty-shot mag {*whoosh*}

 Bullet stuck to his brain like a mack

 Skull in fragments, i leave the cleanup to dragnet

 

 This is anybody murderahhh

 To fuckin everybody murderahhh

 Nigga all y'all murderahhh

 Uh, uh, for real

 You'll fuck around and get killed

 This is anybody murderahhh

 Motherfuckin everybody murderahhh

 Yeah nigga all y'all murderahhh

 Uh, uh, for real

 You'll fuck around and get killed

 

 [ms. roq]

 Peeped all the stash drop and exchange of the dough

 Lurkin through the turf, think how i'ma just work

 Give em chase to the crib and yo he properly laced

 Stepped out the car, put my steel, to the side of his face

 Murder - this the fuckin case, rob this nigga and shake

 The fuckin spot cause in a few it's gon' be crawlin with cops!

 Who's the bad bitch now, you crept on, paid the piper

 Who'da thought a sexy bitch could be a murderous sniper

 Detrimental to your health, shoulda learned yo' lesson

 But it's too late nigga bye-bye, better count yo' blessings

 I been watchin you watchin me, yeah you ballin

 Was, nigga now you finger fucked and steady fallin

 A thug wit no love, but bitch niggaz die fast

 Thug niggaz die young - oh what you thought you would last?

 Blast two shots to the dome, slide back to the pad

 And jack my nigga off, til his dick get soft

 Resume the wifey boo shit, cause yo my man don't know

 That his bitch is straight ill, servin ass with fo'fo' {*kaboom*}

 

 I'm a motherfuckin murderahhh

 Bitch disses anybody murderahhh

 Yeah nigga all y'all murderahhh

 Uh, uh, for real

 You'll fuck around and get killed

 I'm a motherfuckin murderahhh

 Uhh bitch disses anybody murderahhh

 Yeah nigga all y'all murderahhh

 Uh, uh, for real

 You'll fuck around and get killed! {*echoes*}