Murderer Robber Lyrics

Murderer Robber lyrics

Murderer x13, Robber  

 Pschopathic, Pschytsofranic  

  

 Chorus x8  

 Murderer, robber  

 Pschopathic, Pschytsofranic  

  

 Whether I can kill for my meal  

 Will I live, will I die  

 God forgive me of my sin  

 Didn't fully see from Gin  

 Hot as hell  

 Lookin' for a way to take me from this pressure  

 Poverty and pain got a you nigga insane  

 On the street of the city  

 Look them killas and the thugs  

 Those who never show no pitty  

 Come on for show feel them slugs  

 Of a tone in the back of your motherfuckin' head  

 Either get with the program  

 Or our family is damn straight to death  

 Fifteen seen the nigga meet his maker  

 Shot him through his heart  

 Kiled himn like the terminator  

 Taint the then is situations that I'm livin' in  

 Anamosity or frind asked out tried to get in  

 In the en  

 Niggas sittin' wait on other niggas lives  

 Anger in my body struck  

 When I hit them bridge you fuck  

 So is so rocks is in your face it ain't no questions asked  

 you gone drop that off your ass  

 When I squeeze then take your please  

  

 Chorus x8  

  

 It ain't same silly somethin' that wants to get with this pimp shit  

 He me who they scammin'  

 Say the dump nigga in a ditch  

 And then she gave me quick  

 I want to be down with the Prophet click  

 We blight the mess  

 Then you have to prove to me your oyalness  

 So he grabbed his gun  

 And he headed for the door  

 With the grin on his face  

 And I looked it up a criminal  

 Dickeyed all up  

 And it's sold for the darkerness  

 Thinkin' of what were sayin'  

 So he sped up the process  

 But knowin' what would happen if a bullet hit his gut  

 But the kids not feelins'  

 Hard made don't really did you run from then dead  

 He's aways around him  

 And thinkin' will god forgive him  

 So now he's bound to confusion  

 And please my peeps I'm losin' it  

 I'm feelin' it  

 Temptation like killas might take it all over my soul  

 Cause he don't scare me though  

 I'm thinkin' of murder or robbery of course  

 Now were force  

 A force tuned to kick it  

 They don't have no remorse  

 And then you will become a  

  

 Chorus x8  

  

 It's your own nigga Project Pat  

 I'm a G as in gorilla  

 all my life I want ot come clean  

 Why you flossin' all my dreams  

 To be rich  

 Rich gone get my first a bullet  

 Or that jail house  

  

 Since I ain't got shit to hose  

 Robbin you's is what I choose  

 Who seven to one to face taht gun  

 Like russian rullet  

 A hard time never did get better  

 Smart crab no bloody sweater  

 Better watch your back  

 Slangin' that crack  

 If you ever tell a  

 Make a whip drop on your dome  

 Better yet yo get it on  

 Take a fall up in these streets  

 Make a lick back on my feet  

 Young nigga lookin up to buzz  

 Money hungry Nigga where them drugs  

 There the door  

 Bitch give me that cheese  

 Gin in hand mama all thse  

 Hurt ya gut  

 I'm about to sheeze  

 Come on down  

 Trick off them keyes  

 Please bein' ain't in my heart  

 Gangsta (??) don't you start  

 Actin' like you don't know the rule  

 Damn fools wear bepper shoes  

 In the real buttook a swim  

 You can end up on e of them  

 On the T-V or front page  

 Decompose been dead for days  

  

 Chorus...till fade