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    Murdah

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    [Chorus x2:]
    Murdah, murdah, murdah, the mothahfuckah murdah
    Murdah, murdah, the mothahfuckah murdah
    Murdah, murdah, the mothahfuckah murdah
    The mothahfuckah murdarah
    [Sinful 1]
    Yes! Its your wake up call, so bust a glock to get to heaven
    You never came up? They run you 1-8-7
    You choke when I slash your throat, I take it as a joke
    I laugh, cause after that you might get smoked
    Then I put cha on a table, and Ill chop you up to pieces
    I do it in a hustle, make you feel like a puzzle
    And nobody can put you back together again
    Next itll be your family, then Ill get your friends
    [Intellect]
    Its a minute before midnight, and Im on the prowl
    Have no room for sympathy cause my life is foul
    I lost it a long time ago, I lose control
    On a dumb mothahfuckah taking a late night stroll
    You see? The night belongs to a prowler
    And somebodys coming to face him in an hour
    Coming straight at cha
    Your head Im gonna fracture
    I take you on an ill trip, you dying when I catch cha
    [Chorus x2]
    [Intellect]
    Dont give a fuck about life and its meaning
    Trying to cut a deal to survive? Keep dreaming!
    Im the merciless Mexakin, and you cannot see well
    When I take your fucking eyes out with a hot spoon
    Rub til you scar, skin you alive
    Then throw your fucking ass in a pool of peroxide
    Or, shank you in the heart with a gold-bladed dagger
    Then knock your fucking head off with a sledge hammer
    [Sinful 1]
    Manitico, satnico, malvado multiplero
    Pero vas a ver porque me dicen el "talo" perro
    A veces pierdo la mente, de repente, me regresa
    Empieza, cuando a mi se-se me sella un tercer fuerza
    Agarro un martillo, te doy un chingadazo en la cabeza
    Ya lo dija, nunca te hago una promesa
    Te dejo tirado en un charco de sangre
    Tengo hambre, llega la hora de chingar tu madre
    [Chorus x2]
    [Sinful 1]
    Another tale from my murdahrous point of view
    Heres the plot
    No matter what, victims get shot
    No barkings to let them say, "Lets make a deal!"
    What I wanna hear is a punk mothahfuckah squeal
    Stick a shank in your chest and turn it
    The reason why you dying, punk bitch, is cause you earned it
    You were at the wrong place at the wrong time
    Now I find another property of flight that I claim as mine
    [Intellect]
    The more you scream the more I fiend to be a surgeon
    I can feel the urging, the merging!
    More wicked than Manson, Bundy, Ramirez
    Dahmer, I show these mothahfuckahs what fear is
    More scarier than Halloween, so fuck Michael Myers!
    Trick or treat my technique? Set your house on fire
    Or cut your fucking tongue out, and watch it twist and jump
    Put some battery acid in your water
    And watch you slurp it
    [Chorus x4]
    [Music fades away]
    [Intellect knocking on door]
    [Intellect:]
    Yo! Sin! Wake your fucking ass up! We gotta go to the studio!
    [Sinful 1]
    God Damn, Homes! That shit was crazy!
    [ Murdah Lyrics ]
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