MURDA Lyrics

Six!

It's real funny to me the things that you can achieve through desperation

I learned that the hard

But, shii, atleast I learned it

Nun to serious

Juss a lil freestyle for my Ryder

Ayo Ryder!

Go ahead man, drop that crazy shh..

Rarely do I hide my heart

I got too much,

To hold back my love

I'd go too nuts

Summertime dressed all white

Ku Klux

But she's feeling your boy's style

Rock the boy now that I'm

Up, I'm still wildin

On beats, and keep styling

For free, hard to keep the sanity

But we tryin'

Froze my wrist, cold treatment

No time

For any, broke niggas

Run outta dough niggas

Unoriginal, gotta steal the Six's flow

I stay switching, they pick from loads

And if I told you of times that I felt so low

My friends you would think were foes

Murda murda

Kill the rap game

My pen insane

My flow too cray

Money-make

Get my mind straight

Crazy, the fake

Shit, that I take

Tolerance levels, low

Still dropping off, more

Thought I had their su-pport

Never been so, wrong

Wonder what that was, for

Know if the roles reversed

I'd wait my turn,

And put you first

Searching for gems, but they don't care about

The diamonds, with the dirt upon them

Hurting, nah you'd better hurt in silence

Cry in your mind, cah they pry on the heavy hearted

They perceive you as weak and you as good as a black corpse to morgues

Couple bullet wounds,

Not a question pondered, they assuming bullets got a name,

As if it's your fate, to become slain by your own mates

What am I really saying, you question?

I'll elaborate

They don't care about you, never did,

Just happy to be around you while you're lit

While your name holds weight, moment it doesn't

They shift, the boat drifts

The snakeskin is shed

Nothin' left but real g

Gets real in the field ski

Do ya feel me?

Unoriginal, gotta steal the Six's flow

I stay switching, they pick from loads

And if I told you of times that I felt so low

My friends you would think were foes

Murda murda

Kill the rap game

My pen insane

My flow too cray

Money-make

Get my mind straight

Crazy, the fake

Shit, that I take

Six!