MURDER SKIT Lyrics

We come through the door and we take on your life

Then we kidnap your wife, then we call it a night

Then we back on the flight, we keeping it dark man

We cut out the lights, man, you know what I'm saying

You know we ain't playing, we playing some chess

When we done with the chasing, you fucked up

And now you know it's embarrassing

We ain't going to front

Just take a look in the block

Two hundred degrees

Man you know it's all hot, shit can't escape man

You know it's going to pop, ten different safes

And we breaking the lock, who going to be next

And we back on your neck, we just want some respect

We ain't here for the flex, so don't waste on your time

Cause you going feel the stretch, so don't call any names

Cause you going feel the stress