Murder Filmography

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Murder

Cast

• Howard Oliver
• Tommy LeNoir
• Lydia Phillips
• Scot Ruggles
• Dave Rodriguez
• Tammy Klein
• Virginia Bryant
• Michael Joiner
• Elisa Lindsey
• Mel England
• Jack Ordway
• Marion Kerr
• Raul G. Perez
• Steven Long
• Mark Schrier
• Krisondra Daigneault
• Emily Reed
• Victoria J. Thomas
• Anne Arles
• Andre Boyer
• Josh Cowdery
• Matthew Grant Godbey
• Tammy Thomas
• Andy Allen
• Andre Meadows

• Season 1
• Episode 1: Hometown Homicide
  USA:31 July 2007...
• Episode 2: Shot and Stashed
  USA:7 August 2007...
• Episode 3: The Bludgeoning
  USA:14 August 2007...
• Episode 4: Dead Stranger in the Living Room
  USA:22 August 2007...
• Episode 5: Blood Soaked
  USA:29 August 2007...
• Episode 6: (#1.6)
  USA:4 September 2007...
• Episode 7: (#1.7)
  USA:11 September 2007...
• Episode 8: A Family Massacre
  USA:18 September 2007...
• Episode 9: Gutted
  USA:26 September 2007...
• Episode 10: (#1.10)
  USA:26 September 2007...

Murder

Cast

• Felicity Kendal
• Jill Bennett
• Ralph Michael
• Caroline Blakiston
• James Aubrey
• Allan Cuthbertson
• Leslie Sands
• Mark Eden
• Michael Coles
• Bernadette Milnes
• Paul Gregory
• James Duggan
• Glenn Beck
• Patricia Haines
• Anthony Bate
• Sebastian Shaw

• Season 1
• Episode 1: Hello Lola
  UK:6 June 1976...
• Episode 2: Nobody's Conscience
  UK...
• Episode 3: A Variety of Passion
  UK:20 June 1976...

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Murder - Eminem
• Murder - Bad Religion
• Murder - Tony Yayo
• Murder - Royce Da 5'9''
• Murder - Annihilator
• Murder - Sepultura
• Murder - Southside Johnny & the Asbury Jukes
• Murder - Coldplay
• Murder - Katatonia
• Murder - New Order
• Murder - P.O.D.
• Murder - Suicide Commando
• Murder - (Hed) Pe
• Murder - Mack 10
• Murder - Within Temptation
• Murder - Powerman 5000
• Murder - Jay Sean
• Murder - Silkk The Shocker
• Murder - Happy Rhodes
• Murder - Over The Rhine
• Murder - UGK
• Murder - Helmet
• Murder - Ashlee Simpson
• Murder - Layzie Bone
• Murder - Nostradameus
• Murder - Gehenna
• Murder - Ours
• Murder - Horse The Band
• Murder - Mr. Serv On
• Murder - David Gilmour
• Murder - Crystal Method
• Murder - Joell Ortiz
• Murder - Misery Signals
• Murder - General Public
• Murder - Gardenian
• Murder - Peccatum
• Murder - Bizarre
• Murder - Ragnarok
• Murder - I.o.s.
• Murder - Selecter
• Murder - Alana Davis
• Murder - Cady Groves
• Murder - Varukers
• Murder - Shadow Keep
• Murder - Seance
• Murder - Kuniva
• Murder - Down Low
• Murder - New Years Day
• Murder - Consolation
• Murder - Breach
• Murder - Settle
• Murder - Virgins
• Murder - Informer
• Murder - Mr. Easy
• Murder - Ramzi
• Murder - Nighthatred
• Murder - Dj Js-1
• Murder - Neako
• Murder - Injury Time
• When The Bees Are Sleeping - Murder
• Applejuice - Murder
• Murder - Toxic Machine Guns
• Murder - Fed-x
• Murder - Busy Bee
• Murder - Crystal Methodv
• Murder - Serenity Dies

Intro (Bizarre):
Detroit, Motown
Hey, guess what
They gave us a super bowl this year an you know what happened
Chorus:
Robbin, shootin', killin',
Murder (Murder, murdeeeerrrr)
Robbin, shootin', killin',
Murder (Murder, murdeeeerrrr)
Verse 1 (Bizarre):
Hennyed up, remmyed up, ski mask, black truck
Dickie outfit, passenger side (Mr Grip Pump),
Fuck it i just did 2 lines
A chrome tech nine,
It'll tear out niggas spine
It's a party, go on in an have fun,
Cause after it's over all you goin' hear is
(gunshots)
Shootin', blassin',
Hittin' the floor, $10,000 in the safe,
Shit I'm about to score
Cause I'm dangerous off angel dust,
Shyt I'll bust, even the bitch that came wit us
An this is for my niggass that be robbin' an stealin', carjackin, murder one's
an fucken drug dealin's
Chorus:
Robbin, shootin', killin'
Murder (Murder, murdeeeerrrr)
Robbin, shootin', killin'
Murder (Murder, murdeeeerrrr)
Verse 2 (Kuniva):
I stumble in the club blowed,
9mm cocked, somethins' tellin' me to stop,
Fuck it, i aint see the cops
*****'s don't believe it
'till they see it's out,
Stupid motherfuckers wanna take a scenic route
Now the heaters out,
bitches scream like i pulled my penis out
Beggin' me to put that big motherfucker away,
But the demons out
Everybody on the floor,
Come out of that mink,
Come out of them diamonds
And you come out of that valuer
Party is over, shut the fuck down,
Cut the music, matter of fact turn it back it up,
Shit i can use it
I need the noise,
In case i have to let a couple off,
Saw another icy chain,
Walked over an tugged it off
Gimme that buttersoft,
They say she buyin' out the bar,
You can buy my drinks for today an tomorrow
I'm out for the paper,
My homie better hide them jewels,
I'm in the game starvin' an i playin' by the rules
Chorus:
Robbin, shootin', killin'
Murder (Murder, murdeeeerrrr)
Robbin, shootin', killin'
Murder (Murder, murdeeeerrrr)
Outro (Eminem & 50 Cent):
S-s-s-s-s-shady

If you're discontent to know you world's a pile of shit,
Listen to a riddle that'll tickle every bit of it,
HA HA HA!
Ape shall not murder - Ape wasn't so sure
Bad ape you made a mistake,
Annihilation in a cannibal war!
Well cultivation might have served you
Might have raised you up unscathed
If you had called that fucker by its name!
Did you listen to the arbiter's beck and call?
Did you find what you were looking for or not at all?
NOT AL ALL!
Ape shall not murder - Ape take the cure
Bad ape you made a mistake,
Annihilation in a cannibal war!
Culture might have cured you
And raised you up unscathed
If you had called that fucker by its name!
Say the name!
Say the name!

You ready cause I'm in the zone man
H boy shit
2010
Drive by with heckler jump out, dump 3
I get a bloodrush adrenaline junkie
The sour hands got more color than punkie
Brooster my 2 bitch nigga eat a seed and oover
Canuver watch how you manuever
Anybody in the streets I'l try to shoot ya
I said I'm layin in your house in all black behind tints
Tryin to stretch you out on your lawn ornaments
Till dusk till dawn, when beef is on
No rules white sheets your moms
Nigga
What is it
Nothing but
Yea gpg nigga
Ha ha ha ha
King of new york, nah I'm the sidekick
Jimmy jumped with that fucking fat head on the hydrant
Now take these fucking flowers for you witnesses
Mo money, mo power, more privelges
Baby moms cryin, singing trey songz shit
Black roses we strap boulders
And why you even tryna scrap when the gats on us
I'm watching every nigga round my paramater
I got the shotgun shells in the dillinger
I put 1 to your eye I'l finish ya
You know what it is nigga
You been warned
Kick the door in
Lay you on the floor you know the routine

[Royce Da 5'9":]
I got a phone call
Six in the morning, anonymous, that said
"Yeah nigga, we got him" and then they hung up
Then I looked down at my iPhone
At the private number saying "Who the fuck is this" to the dial tone
I said fuck it, the next second my phone buzzes
My nigga's wife said niggas just ran up on cousin
What niggas? She said it was some rappers from Ohio
That been out here north of Atlanta bone thugging
Ran up on him and did what then?
She said they stomped him at the club then pandemonium erupted
[Woman singing:]
Murder
[Royce Da 5'9":]
Going through my mind, is she telling me shots was fired
Them Ohio niggas is rock supplying
Heated, stop answering, start spending them niggas calls
Every time he went to see him he went in them rented cars
So it was even harder to find him so they figured
They'd go to the D tomorrow and surprise him
Did they kill him? "Nah, they only shot a couple times
Heard they was hitting walls." The nerve of these niggas' balls
Who was he with? "He was with Tre"
He in the hospital too? "Nah." Needless to say, call you back
I called up Tre, Tre answered, I said
Hey man, keep it real fam, why the fuck you still standing?
He said, "Nickel I'm a killer, not a fighter
So I got up out the way because my weight's a lot lighter
Them niggas was big so I slid but I promise on my kids
We can get them, I know where them niggas is"
Where them niggas at then? I heard what their crew do
Real niggas, if y'all was in my shoes what would you do?
[Woman singing:]
You going murder
[Royce Da 5'9":]
Jumped up, pumped up, feeling like Manson Malvo Groucho
My bitch staring out me, I'm out though
I ain't visting cause in the hospital
Till I got at least one of them nigga's chain in my hand like Alpo
Car headed to where Tre at
Eject the BI to put in T.I., skip to (ASAP)
He off of the freeway in the projects
I hit the exit without blinking to thinking in the process
Tre come running out with a fully on some hot shit
I'm like weapons ain't a thing, killing is the object
What was you doing when they was kicking all on my fam?
He said, "Nickel, we about to get them niggas, goddamn
Why you got to be so obnoxious? "
What? Just tell me where them niggas at before I take your ass hostage
He said "Alright. Around six around five
Of them niggas was riding around here in a maroon Crown Vic"
I said alright, pulled out of the lot and made right
You in the car that fit the description, say goodnight
You got to pay the price
Tre said, "There they go in the alley
Sitting in the car they probably blazing right
And they can't see us cause we behind them"
This ain't the time
"But what if this our only opportunity to find them"
I said you right, pulled into the alley and seen two people in front of them niggas' car taking out garbage
I said wait till these people finish, they innocent
Soon as they go back in their cribs we going to finish it
No sooner than a second after
Tre jumps out of the passenger side blasting
Past them niggas we here to kill, hitting them innocent bystanders
Tearing their trash up
Our enemies jumped out of their car waving badges
They all shooting at me, nobody blazing at him
This ain't adding up
Car in reverse, now I'm mashing, leaving Tre behind
Even though it's some questions that I got to ask him
[Woman singing:]
Murder
[Royce Da 5'9":]
Burning rubber away from there in a bullet riddled car
Trying to piece this shit together, hitting the boulevard
If them niggas is the police, what the fuck is Tre?
He ain't dead or in jail by now then he the other way
Snitch or pig, I got to talk to my cousin
That nigga setting me up then I'm a lift his lid
That nigga know how hostile my reactions
I call and try to find out what hospital he at then
Every nigga pickup just laugh when I ask
Have you heard about cause getting smashed maybe I'm the ass then
Head hurting like a motherfucker, looking for a gas station
Now a nigga need a fucking aspirin
I hear a familiar ringtone from my phone
It's my bitch texting me telling me don't come home
I'm thinking damn should I text back, why me
My phone starts ringing it's Tre on the ID
He said, "Them niggas tried to get me but I slid"
He want to tell me in person, meet me at my crib
I said nigga please
I threw the phone out the window rolled over it crushed it into a million pieces
I hit the blinker quick then hit the highway
If I'm a be a target y'all know I'm a do it my way
After I rolled for a few hours I'd say
I was tired after I got out of the tri state
Can't help but feel like another lame exposed

Six feet under
no longer alive
this is your destiny
caise I have arrived
I am not a nightmare
I am disease
and I'll bring society
to its' knees
murder the world
I was born to murder the world
the fools and the innocent
they're all the same
to me, I thrive on
pleasure and pain
it's not war of attrition
I never lose the games
feel the grand invasion
feasting in the veins
I was born to murder the world
your strength devoured
just wither away
'til the final hour
the battle is won
march to the beat
I am the plague, invincible
that you can't defeat

Chaotic violence in my eyes
This whole world moves backwards
Peace, another sign that lies
Life today is not worth the pain
On the radio, another homicide
Inmates suffocate in jail
Severed heads of revolt
I wish I'd never been born
Same hand that builds - destroys
Same hand that relieves - betrays
Same hand that seeds - burns
Same peace that exists - here lies
I can't trust anymore
Criminals within the law
I have something to say
Where I live, don't believe in another day
Heresy and graft
Apartheid

(B. Rush)
Lying there in the dark
Afraid that I'm crazy
Try to figure out just what was real
And what you were faking
Your whispers' like claps of thunder
Tell me that I'm burned
my heart's lying in pools all over
and you're not even concerned
You're still there when my eyes are open
You're still there when my eyes are closed
Some people just live on with a broken heart
It's just another risk in the game
Murder, it's murder
Oh you got to, got to come back, baby
Eat in a lonely diner
Lie in the glow of T.V.
Words from your lips fell like a string of pearls
Just pretty lies
You're still there when my eyes are open
You're still there when my eyes are closed
Some people just live on with a broken heart
It's just another risk in the game
Murder, it's murder
Oh you got to, got to come back, baby
You're still there when my eyes are open
You're still there when my eyes are closed
Some people just live on with a broken heart
It's just another risk in the game
Murder, it's murder
Oh you got to, got to come back, baby

Murder, they're coming to get us
Coming to get us and the way we hide
Murder, see it all around ya
See it all around us, and the way we hide
Murder, they're coming to get us
They're coming to get us and the way we hide
Way we hide
Tie me to a tree
Tie my hands above my head
Sing a song to me
Sing a song like what you said
'Cause they're gonna murder me
They're gonna track me down
And even before I sleep
I crumble down
Come spit at us
Come and throw your weight around
Come and fight with us
Try and knock us to the ground
Oh, they're gonna murder me
And they're gonna take me down
And even before I sleep
I scream murder
Oh, now what could it possibly gain?
Oh, what could it possibly gain?
Oh, now what could it possibly gain?
Oh yeah, what could it possibly gain?
Murder, they're coming to get us
Coming to get us and the way we hide
Murder, see it all around ya
See it all around us, and the way we hide
Murder, they're coming to get us
Coming to get us and the way we hide
Murder, see it all around ya

Fallen idol
Hanged man
Great winds rides the mill
Further into the vast
Limits do not exist
Five day pain
Closer now than ever
Birds escape mute flock of winds

Crows, crows, crows, I hate them!
Crawl across!
I wouldn't do that, Dave
I'm afraid, Dave
My mind is going

Intro
Yeah it's the P.O.D. right here
Coming straight from the S.D.C.-A
619's in affect, know what I'm sayin'
Givin you that hardcore sound, Yeah
Comin up from the ground
That's where it all started y'know what I'm sayin
Yeah, this is hardcore, you know why it's so hardcore
Cuz it's built on the Rock - what Rock you ask
The Rock of Jesus Christ, yeah that's right
Givin you the truth cuz the truth hurts y'know
But that's how we sayin' it's down
We ain't got nothin to hide
And we're breakin it down like that y'know what I'm
sayin'
Hardlove, hardcore one way, Yeah, Check it out
Abortion is murder
There's nothin you can say or do
To justify the fact
That there's a living breathin being inside of you
Abortion is murder
Abortion is murder
There's nothing you can say or do
To justify the fact
That there's a living breathing being inside of you
Abortion is murder
Murder
Abortion is murder

anger breeds violance
anger within
violence breeds murder
murder i win
oppression breeds violence
violence within
violance breeds murder
murder i win
murder

Work it work it.
Hear that sound? Thats the sound of me pounding you
Thats the way, uh huh, wrecking you, I like it, uh huh uh huh
Come on!
Oooooooooooh
Its murder, its murder
Oooooooooooh
Its murder, its murder
Oh momma you look so fine,
that little ass sittin up so high,
caught my eye when you first walked by.
Lets have a drink lets go get high
lets have a drink lets go get high
I want my face between your thighs
Ill make you laugh I'll make you cry
I bet that pussys oh so tight
Thats my pussy, thats yo pussy
Thats my pussy, thats yo pussy
Thats my pussy, thats yo pussy
She took me and she put me inside
No one could ever tear you the way that I can
Take you to the top of the places, I can
I can never stop, Im a drity old man
You can be my lady but ill never be your boyfriend
Thats my pussy, thats yo pussy
Thats my pussy, thats yo pussy
Thats my pussy, thats yo pussy
She took me and she put me inside
No one could bend you over the way that I can
Make you cum all over the place like I can
I can never stop Im a dirty old man
Yea we can fuck but Ill never be your boyfriend
Hahaha
Oooooooooooh
Its murder, its murder
Oooooooooooh
Its murder, its murder
You hate you drink you love you kill you
You hate you drink you love you kill you
I love fucking you
I cant get enough of you
I love fucking you
I cant get enough of you
I love fucking you
I cant get enough of you
I love fucking you
I cant get enough of you
Oooooooooooh
Its murder, its murder
Oooooooooooh
Its murder, its murder
Oh mommy dont be so shy,
those fake tits sit up so high,
I said 'damn' when you first walked by.
Lets go have a drink lets go get high
Lets have a drink lets go get high
I like your style and your kitty cat eyes
Ill make you laugh, Ill make you cry
I bet youll cum by the time Im done
Thats my pussy, thats yo pussy
Thats my pussy, thats yo pussy
Thats my pussy, thats yo pussy
She took me and she put me inside
No one could ever tear you the way that I can
Take you to the top of the places, I can
I can never stop, im a drity old man
You can be my lady but ill never be your boyfriend
Thats my pussy, thats yo pussy
Thats my pussy, thats yo pussy
Thats my pussy, thats yo pussy
She took me and she put me inside
No one could bend you over the way that I can
Make you cum all over the place like I can
I can never stop im a dirty old man
Yea we can fuck but Ill never be your boyfriend
Hahaha
Oooooooooooh
Its murder, its murder
Oooooooooooh
Its murder, its murder
You hate you drink you love you kill you
You hate you drink you love you kill you
I love fucking you
I cant get enough of you
I love fucking you
I cant get enough of you
I love fucking you
I cant get enough of you
I love fucking you
I cant get enough of you
Oooooooooooh
Its murder, its murder
Oooooooooooh
Its murder, its murder
Oh daddy take me rape me,
murder me kill me hate me
Daddy I want you in so deep
Make it hurt put me to sleep
Oh daddy take me rape me,
murder me kill me hate me
Daddy i want you in so deep
Make it hurt put me to sleep
Thats my pussy, thats yo pussy
Thats my pussy, thats yo pussy
Thats my pussy, thats yo pussy
She took me and she put me inside
No one could ever tear you the way that I can
take you to the top of the places, I can
I can never stop, Im a drity old man
You can be my lady but Ill never be your boyfriend
Thats my pussy, thats yo pussy
Thats my pussy, thats yo pussy
Thats my pussy, thats yo pussy
She took me and she put me inside
No one could bend you over the way that I can
make you cum all over the place like I can
I can never stop I'm a dirty old man
Yea we can fuck but ill never be your boyfriend
Hahaha
Oooooooooooh
Its murder, its murder
Oooooooooooh

Beef done started, nigga, ain't no checking out now
I'ma bring it every day til' I X ya out now
See with that guerrilla rappin', got ya in two
Some shit you can't handle, so nigga fuck you
Wanna be gangsta? Killer type nigga?
Betcha any money, you gonna die tonight, nigga
Ya must don't know who you fucking with
Lil' Turk young and thuggin' and that nigga Mack 10
I'll put your family in it, yeah, I plays it raw
You'd do it to me, so I don't give a fuck
I'm a young nigga, don't let the age fool ya
Two double O one, that's the ones that'll do ya
Nigga find you, I'm on the phone with him
What he coming this way?
Whatch how quick I will split him
And when I shoot nigga, look shoot to kill
Call it a murder 'cause you ain't gonna live
Murder
Bloody, bloody murder
Murder
Nothing but the killer
I'll make you disappear as if you dissolved
My problems solved, it's the 44 revolve
I squeeze nigga, please nigga, shit
Ya'll could never fuck with none of these niggas
You know what's best for you homie?
I feel you, I know you want to be hard
But just know I'm gonna kill you
Bro, y'all on that rah, rah shit
And fuck around and let me hit that la, la shit
Now I'm full of that [Incomprehensible]
They call angel dust
And I ain't the one to be trusting 'cause I feel like busting
I got hot hollows that'll run right throw ya
[Incomprehensible] and Turk gonna do you
So do the right thing, homie, get and understood?
Keep ya flasks tucked in when you come to my hood
You would get a pass but I'm over set trippin'
Got a dome lil' daddy 'cause you shouldn't been slippin'
Murder
Bloody, bloody murder
Murder
Nothing but the killer
Nigga, I got big nuts and I'll drop em' quick
You can be big or small, you'll still get split
I got two nines and I never get stuck
Sixteen a piece when beef it fuck
Shit and I'ma let loose, nigga 'til ya cold and numb
I got a AK for ya and it came with a drum
That's a hundred rounds spitting, so please don't tempt me
It keep busta, busting 'til this bitch get empty
I'ma rap this shit, I'm living it nigga
And where I'm from they always a killin' my nigga
Get it twisted if ya want dog watch what happen
Won't live another day 'cause lil' Turk gone nab em'
Say mother fuck him, Turk and that's all I gotta say
If you don't get him in New Orleans than I'll got him in LA
This Mack 10 nigga and I'm all about killing
Whether gang related, beefing or over drug dealing
Murder
Bloody, bloody murder
Murder
Nothing but the killer
Murder
Bloody, bloody murder
Murder

I've been around these vicious lies too
Too long to be neglecting the truth
I'm getting closer and I'm fully armed.
I'm about to hunt you down through
The big black hole right behind you
And I'm about to cut your wings away
'Cause I've been finding out
Where you've broken in
And I will take you out
When I close you in
I'm killing them all
I put my soul on the line
I purify sins
That I committed in life
I'll follow them all
And I'll be bringing them down
Wherever they go
I'm right behind
There's nowhere to go
Your head on the line
There is no rope
You're running out of time
So where will you go
When I will murder your soul
I'm about to do it your way
I will make your world unsafe
I never thought you'd get this far
You don't believe what all the signs say
I don't believe in judgment day
But you won't be leaving here unharmed
'Cause I've been finding out
Where you've broken in
And I will take you out
When I close you in
I'm killing them all
I put my soul on the line
I purify sins
That I committed in life
I'll follow them all
And I'll be bringing them down
Wherever they go
I'm right behind
There's nowhere to go
Your head on the line
There is no rope
You're running out of time
So where will you go
When I will murder your soul
You can't feel the pain
I scream in vain
You sink away
To the bottom
You can't break your chains
Break away from here.
I'm killing them all
I put my soul on the line
I purify my sins
That I committed in life
I'll follow them all
And I'll be bringing them down
Wherever they go
I'm right behind
There's nowhere to go
Your head on the line
There is no rope
You're running out of time
So where will you go

(Hey!)
The way they look and move, the way they always prove
To be on your mind but not on your side
There's no accident in a life that's spent
Watching time move on and on and on
And so you'll finally see, you're just a casualty (hey!)
Now you're coming around, yeah, you're coming around and you found
That it's murder
Now you're slipping away more every day and they say
That it's murder
Don't be surprised when there is no prize
And the open doors won't close no more
And it wasn't your fault that their assault
Turned mystery into history
And so you'll finally see, you're just a casualty (hey!)
Now you're coming around, yeah, you're coming around and you found
That it's murder
Now you're slipping away more every day and they say
That it's murder
Now you're coming around, yeah, you're coming around and you found
That it's murder
Now you're slipping away more every day and they say
That it's murder
You've got the innocent, you've got the guilty
You've got the clean and the down right filthy
You've got the innocent, you've got the guilty
you've got the clean and the down right filthy
And so you'll finally see, you're just a casualty (hey!)
Now you're coming around, yeah, you're coming around and you found
That it's murder
Now you're slipping away more every day and they say
That it's murder
Now you're coming around, yeah, you're coming around and you found
That it's murder
Now you're slipping away more every day and they say
That it's murder
You've got the innocent, you've got the guilty
That it's murder
That it's murder
You've got the clean and the down right filthy
Now you're slipping away more every day
You've got the innocent, you've got the guilty
That it's murder
That it's murder
You've got the clean and the down right filthy

(feat. Thara Prashad)
New York to London,
We're International baby
Thara... Jay Sean
Hey ho
Hey ho
Hey ho
Hey ho
M-U-R-DER
You are.
Girl You're Murder
Boy You're Murder
M-U-R-DER
You are.
Girl You're Murder
Boy You're Murder
That Girl is Murder, she's a one eighty seven
Her looks are her weapon
Ay o ay o ayyy o
That Boy is Murder, he's a one eighty seven
No other man can step to him
Ay o ay o ayyy o
[Jay Sean:]
Yo, Oh there's this Girl I know, shes so incredible
Talking that type that make a man wanna sell his soul
Treat her just like a queen, make you give up everything
This girl is murdering me.
Step One,
Erase all the girls on my phone
Two,
Give up everything that I own
Three,
Don't even see my boys no more
No, no... no, no... noooooo
Four,
Got me doin' dishes with my apron on
Five,
Sending mixtapes with my favourite songs
Six,
Somebody tell me what's goin on... man I don't know
That Girl is Murder, she's a one eighty seven
Her looks are her weapon
Ay o ay o ayyy o
That Boy is Murder, he's a one eighty seven
No other man can step to him
Ay o ay o ayyy o
M-U-R-DER
You are.
Girl You're Murder
Boy You're Murder
M-U-R-DER
You are.
Girl You're Murder
Boy You're Murder
No, no... noooooooo
[Thara:]
He's the reason that I'm in this place that I swore id never be
And the way that I'm acting got my girls hatin' on me
Now I don't care what my daddy said and that's what's killing me
Even though, there just tryna save me... but I don't saving from murder
That Girl is Murder, shes a one eighty seven
Her looks are her weapon
Ay o ay o ayyy o
That Boy is Murder, he's a one eighty seven
No other man can step to him
Ay o ay o ayyy o
[Thara:]
Boy I don't know, this is unusual
How you got me chasing you,
Like you did my average but the chemistry's automatic
Slow-ly I'm losing myself but I don't want no help
We're meant to be with Murderers... ers... ers... ers
That Girl is Murder, shes a one eighty seven
Her looks are her weapon
Ay o ay o ayyy o
That Boy is Murder, he's a one eighty seven
No other man can step to him
Ay o ay o ayyy o
M-U-R-DER
You are.
Girl you murder
Boy you murder
Baby don't u know that your
M-U-R-DER
You are.
Girl you murder
Boy you murder
But I don't know why I put up with u
Cause your murder baby
Your murder baby
Your murder lady
Your murder boy

Y'all niggaz ready for this Silkk the Shocker shit?
(Y'all niggaz out there bangin) Switch! (claimin red and blue)
Y'all niggaz bout it? Nigga be a leader not a follower
(my muthafuckin TRU tatoo) Uuunnnggghhh!
Murder, murder, murder, murder
187, cause I don't give a fuck
Well, it's time to ride, slide
them niggaz that fucked up, they lucked up
Seen them niggaz rollin in they cutlass
I'm about act bad, no doubt, I'm a go in they house
And if they home, I'm a blast, take them niggaz out
Cause we be bout drama, no fuck that, we bout killin
Drama, fuck all that, stay real when it's time to peel
Caps, no doubt, hah I check the house
Cause I ain't gon be satisfied till all ya'll stressed out
That's a fuckin shame, I ain't gon be satisfied til I see blood, nigga
What you think we was doin before we was rappin, we was drug dealers
You think I'm a let this shit slide cause I done got fame
Fuck the name, I can't have shit in this fuckin game
Without niggaz tryin to test nuts, tryin to act bad
I'm a fuck you nigga
you gon have a closed casket and I'm gon crack yo mask
You talkin shit, but, bitch, it's goin down
See I was locked up for a second, but now I'm home now
It's time for niggaz to get checked, they done pushed me to the limit
I was a cool nigga, but now, it's only the beginnin
It's time to ride, when it's time to slide, you die
No doubt about it, act bad, let's put that on the vibes
Mr. Wicked, I be comin hard, just like a hurricane
Choo-choo, shootin brains, killin Mr. Murder, mad
Hustla, balla, Mr. fuckin Do-a-reporter
Don't give a fuck about a bitch or a balla
Break me off proper, gun in that doctor
Gats at yo head, call me Mr. Non-stopper
Tech 9 shooter, lady, ruder
Down South hustla, West Coast ruler
3rd Ward villian, I'm in the killin
They ban my videos from TV, they say they drug dealin
Ice cream slangin,
And if the radio don't play this gangsta shit, what are they thinkin?
They could stop, a nigga from comin up
They could stop a young nigga from makin big bucks
Independent, and black owned
But still got more money than Al Capone
Y'all niggaz can't stop a killa,
A murder, a hustla, fuck it, a drug deala
But if they shoot, did up with police
Ready to run dope from here to the Middle East
And call me Mr. Paul
Cause I be smokin muthafuckas like Steven Seagal
Mr. Killa, the ghetto Kadofy
And 187 on any nigga that try to stop me
Niggaz, they want to start some stack
but if they stack then let it be started
And at your funeral, I want to here em say dearly departed
Because I got it on my mind and on my mind I got's it
When I pop ya with this heart rock
make your heart stop cause I'm bout it
Jack you like a New Jersey drive
My niggaz are always down for that who ride, I ride
Creep with these killas on our tippy tippy toes
See the barrel knows where the bullet go
and then we smash off in that 4 by 4
See we rolled on ya set and then bucked
A bunch of niggaz fallen and they can't get up
You wants to fuck with this TRU click and get ya khakis creased
Get your shirt pressed and the bullets rip through yo chest
TRU niggaz don't fall, fool, we to busy flossin
It might be your ho we tossin
Step to us and we make ya hits like Michael Jackson
Cause every nigga in my crew is bout it and we packin
Ha ha. Now y'all know. We run the muthafuckin streets.
No Limit. True to the game. Silkk the Shocker.
This shit go out to all y'all gangsta niggaz and gangsta bitches
(soldiers) from Richmond (Atlanta) Down South (Alabama)
to the East Coast (to the West Coast)
to motherfuckin Kentucky, Missouri (to Florida) to Dallas (Houston)
to New Orleans (Austin, Texas) to muthafuckin Miami (D.C.) to
Cinnicinnati (Ohio) to D.C. (North Carolina, South Carolina) fuckin
Baton Rouge (Oklahoma) Mississippi (Kansas City) Lafayette (Georgia,
Seattle, Washington) Detroit (Omaha, Nebraska) Chicago (Phoenix)
To all y'all muthafuckin ghetto (Alberquerque) gangsta (Indiana) real
niggaz and bitches (all y'all niggaz that's locked up) everywhere.
Murder, murder, murder, murder. Ha ha.
But y'all niggaz betta watch y'all ass
(watch y'all ass) so y'all won't get caught up in motherfuckin 187
(a 187)
Cause every nigga I know is bout it (Bout it!)
Nigga that mean don't trust nobody (these niggaz rowdy)

I believe that we are good
I believe that we are good
In my heart
There's no evil
So tell me why
Torture is alive and well
And death is all too common
In our worlds
At the hands of human
Need to find the key
I think I need to find the key
I think I need to find the key
I think I need to know the word
I think I need to find the key
I think I need to find it
I think I need to find the key
And open up my mind to the truth
You cannot defy their will
But I'd rather die than kill
Who is this god of hate?
Where does this malice originate?
What intruder is causing
The twist of a gentle heart?
The ability to harm life
Oh is it viral
Or is it just us?
Need to find the key
I think I need to find the key
I think I need to find the key
I think I need to know the word
I think I need to find the key
I think I need to find it
I think I need to find the key
And open up my mind to the truth
You cannot defy their will
But I'd rather die than kill
I said I said
You cannot defy their will
But I'd rather die than kill
But the biggest shock to me
Is always the apathy
The woman just stared
While the cat lay dying
Need to find the key
I think I need to find the key
I think I need to find the key
I think I need to know the word
I think I need to find the key
I think I need to find it
I think I need to find the key
And open up my mind to the truth
You cannot defy their will
But I'd rather die than kill
I said I said
You cannot defy their will
But I'd rather die than kill
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Murder's just a word
For lack of something else to say.
Murder's just a game
For lack of something else to play.
Put your finger,
Put your fingers on it.
Something's got me,
Something's got my heart by the throat.
Blood is just a shade
On the palette of your blushing body.
Blood is not afraid
Of all of this internal bleeding.
Put your finger,
Put your fingers on it.
Something's got me,
Something's got my heart by the throat.
Love is just a flame
Burning us with indiscretion.
Love, is not to blame
If murder is a man's invention.
Love is not a man's invention.
Inhale, exhale, dovetail, set sail,
Nightingale, blackmail, go to jail, make bail,
Prevail, unveil every detail,

[Verse 1: Pimp C]
I'm still Pimp C bitch so what the fuck is up?
I'm puttin' powder on the streets cause I got
Big fuckin' nut's comin' back from Louisiana
In a Fleetwood Lac I just served them nigga's shit to put them feinds on they back Got the pound goin for four cause you know I just
Pay two nigga bought thirty from me
So I fronted forty two, he gonna pop to seven hundred
Times sixty two, twenty four eight is what I do
So nigga fuck what 'cha do
If I told ya cocaine number's you think I was lyin'
Young ass nigga's twenty two talkin' bout they retirin'
In the game ain't a thang comin' forgien in benz
Rick ass home two apartment's where I entertain
Friends mo bounce to the ounce
Cause the bomb the shit, I done got me
Fifty ounces out of a bird in dis bitch
Tightin' up no slackin bitches checkin' my stock
Got some Birds I sell to niggas some I go rock for rock
Just got back from California kicked it with B-Legit
Put me down with purple chronic and that hurricane shit
At the studio with Tone, man I wish I could stay
I got to holla at Master P, cause we got money to make
Were big playa'z from the South stack gee'z man
Like Ball I got to stack big cheeze man
Bitch say he wanna show ya
You got nine grand I ain't rappin' shit
Till my money in my hand
South Texas mutherfucka that's where I stay
Gettin' money from yo bitches every
Got damn day
Big paper I'm foldin'
Hoes is on my mutherfuckin' jock
For all this dick I be holdin'
I hate clone man show it
Especially if a fool take our style and
Act like my nigga's don't know it
I kick it with the trill nigga's so you best's
Not trip if ya keep on talkin' shit
My nigga empty clips
Hoe azz nigga
[Chorus:]
Murder, Mur, Mur, Murder
Murder, Mur, Mur, Murder
Murder, Mur, Mur, Murder
Murder, Mur, Mur, Murder
Murder, Mur, Mur, Murder
[Verse 2: Bun-B]
Well this Bun-B bitch and I'm the king
I'm movin' chickens got 'em finger lickin'
Stickin' nigga's dat be trippin'
You need a swift kickin' yo azz is right for the pickin'
Now as my pocket's thicken
I be thinkin' nigga's slippin' you sick
When I be clickin' now take a look at the
Bigger nigga Malt liquor swigger
Playa hata ditch digger figure
My hair trigger give a hot one in yo liver
You shiver shake and quiver
I'm frivoulous of a nigga you wetter den a river
For what it's worth it's the purpose some nigga's doin' dirt
Fuck her first now take off her skirt
Make the pussy hurt Mister Master
Hit the Swisha faster then fever bilstar
Blister bastard fuck her sister faster
Peep the Elbows for sale yo
Brother better have my mail hoe
Before I catch a murder case and go to jail oh
Hell no, time to bail hit the trail so
We can sell mo fuckin' yayo get the scale
No other bullet duckers can sove up
Out of this game they better buck us
Cause the clucker's they love us
Make them class dick suckers
Shake they jelly like smucker's
I hit like nun-chuckers
Cause Short Texas bring the ruckus
This for my mufuckas
Cookin' cheese to crooked geez
Rockin' up quarter key's
Just to get the hook with ease
Wanna bee's get on yo knee's
Feel the squeeze from them HK one three's
>From here to over sea's
We do what we please
Don't trip cause we flip
Light up a dip
I'm breakin' 'em off from they hip to yo lip
Go ask that boy Skip
That nigga Bun rip
With one clip, soon as the gun slip
Now I done ripped out my barrette
Flyin' through yo pelle pelle and
Some smelly red jelly is drippin' out of ya belly
Servin' 'em up like a Deli jumped on my cellular telly
Hoe sell it like it's goin' out of style
You can't see me Marcus so have a
Motherfuckin' Sweet and smile.
[Chorus:]
Murder, Mur, Mur, Murder
Murder, Mur, Mur, Murder
Murder, Mur, Mur, Murder
Murder, Mur, Mur, Murder

Tight security
Looks that challenge
Savage end, make the food chain balanced
Even the fabulous can't avoid
A random attack to pass a boring night, blue
Blue habit sap my strength
Fleet of dump trucks line my street
Bludgeoned to death or shot in the head
Murder down the hall
That green monument won't prevent death, no one
No one said, no one's safe
No one said, no one's safe
No one said, no one's safe
No one, no one's safe

One single dose of your medicine
You tell me to leave but I come back again
I don't see what all the fuss is about cuz I'm okay
Soon you will see that I got ability to get my ways
So don't keep me in the dark cuz I'll the find the light (find the light)
Don't keep me in the the dark cuz I'll find the light (dont dont dont)
I said don't keep in the dark cuz I'll find the light (find the light)
Don't keep in the dark, don't keep in the dark...
I was alone until I found Johnny
He was a good boy until he got behind me
No she didn't, yes she did!
I got a monkey on my back
He helping me get it off, he helping me get it off
I got a monkey on my back
He helping me get it off, he helping me get it off
So don't keep me in the dark cuz I'll the find the light (find the light)
Don't keep me in the the dark cuz I'll find the light (dont dont dont)
I said don't keep in the dark cuz I'll find the light (find the light)
Don't keep in the dark, dont keep in the dark...
They told me to get my mutha****en hands up
But I was handcuffed to the bed and couldn't get em up
I'm your sunshine, sunrise.. (you're my sunshine)
you make it sound easily for me to cry (so easily for me to cry)
I'm your sunshine, come get by
My fears go black in the moonlight......
I got a monkey on my back
He helping me get it off, he helping me get it off
I got a monkey on my back
He helping me get it off, he helping me get it off
I got a monkey on my back
He helping me get it off, he helping me get it off
I got a monkey on my back
He helping me get it off, he helping me get it off
So don't keep me in the dark cuz I'll the find the light (find the light)
Don't keep me in the the dark cuz I'll find the light (don't don't don't)
I said don't keep in the dark cuz I'll find the light (find the light)
I said dont keep in the, I said dont keep in the dark...
I get away with it, I get away it
Ahhh
I get away with it, I get away it
They say i get away with murder
They say I get away with murder

[Layzie Bone:]
Nigga! I step in this bitch
And commence to get live, niggaz they know
When that nigga Layzie be ready to set off the ride
Surprise, nigga I'm cockin the fo'
You cocky with flow, you gotta go
Still in the show and my rhyme is my ammo
My life is the barrel and it's lettin it loose
And I'm playin you pussies like fuckin pianos
You niggaz can't handle what I've got to offer
Life is a gamble, I'm bettin you softer
You claimin you ridin but we know you walkin
Run around town doin nothin but talkin
Yup, they wanna take you serious
It ain't no bass in your voice, it ain't clear enough
They don't feel it, feel it, feel it, feel it
But on the contrary, I'm the realest realest, realest of all
Runnin the game, I'm runnin it all
Layzie been about love, Layzie Bone been in the streets
I keep it so hood, I keep it so gutter, there's no nigga realer than me
I figured I'd mention that twice, I'm a put that on my life
You niggaz ain't ready, you niggaz ain't comin, you niggaz gon' pay the price
Wanna play then roll the dice, fuck around and be crappin out
L-Burna start stabbin now to show you niggaz what's happenin now
[Chorus: sample of Bone Thugs-N-Harmony's "Mo' Murda"]
Mo' murda, mo' murda
Mo-mo-mo' murda, mo' murda (nigga!)
Mo' murda, mo' murda
Mo-mo-mo' murda, mo' murda
[Nemo:]
Ay... now I be, leanin like a muh'fucker, bitches on the dick
Cause a nigga spent, three or fo' hun'ed on them muh'fuckin kicks
With the stars on 'em, nope, not Comp's cousin
I'm beyond buzzin, I'm drunk-ass Dom's cousin
Quit all that talkin on back to Boston and get it nigga
Dippin in the streets of California where I'm livin nigga
Sittin in the drop-top, leanin with the glock cocked
Yeah my block hot, so if I gotta I'm a pop shots
Hit the spot and do my thang, in the streets they know my name
It's big dirty money, gotta get it, I suggest that you do the same
Spend dough on e'rythang, put chrome on e'rythang
All day, e'ry day, and I knock hoes on e'rythang
No spare change, big face bills is all I'm countin here
You niggaz is just playin with the game, I'm really out here
Out here, countin G's, from the Midwest to the South to the East
I'm doin my thang, you'd best believe
In restin in these Californian palm trees, yeah
[Chorus]
[Layzie Bone:]
If it ain't one thang, it's another
So I pray for the best, prepare for the worst
I done done thangs I didn't wanna
So it's get rich now or ride that hearse
Whatever come first I'm a put in work
Gotta smoke the dirt, and I done smoked the purp'
Been a long time comin, yeah I dealt with yours
Gotta keep it trill for whatever it's worth
You niggaz is trippin
If you thinkin Bone ain't got no love in these streets
You niggaz is slippin
Cause shit'd be different if it really wasn't for me
We done brought them harmonies, mixed it with greasy flows
Not only Eazy know, my nigga Nemo know
Layzie been about love, Layzie Bone been in the streets
I keep it so hood, I keep it so gutter, there's no nigga realer than me
You feelin me? I'm a gorilla these beats, can a nigga get a witness?
Hey Steve, somebody better call the doctor I think I done caught a sickness
I'm a spread it like an infection through your speaker system, speaker system
Siccness.net on yo' net, and I bet we get 'em
Hit 'em, hard... and I bet he gon' fall
And if I can't knock him off, nigga Nemo break him off like

[Narrator:]
Deep in the chambers where time's standing still
There's mixtures and potions for all of his needs
The prophet is glaring with eyes cold as ice
A horrible laughter escapes from his mouth
Raving in madness when fumes are inhaled
The poison is ready to fulfill his dreams
He walks to the kitchen unseen by all
The kings food is waiting,
It's not what it seems
The crystal glassclear poison pours like wine
Soon it will steal the good king's life.
Murder !
[Hister:]
Soon it will be solved, the problems I have
Get rid of the fool king who sits on his ass
The prince he means trouble, must take care of that
Maybe I'll frame him for murdering the king
When my lethal poison has taken his life
I'll place some leftovers for someone to find
I'll place it with great care in the young prince's room
When somebody finds it, the prince will be doomed
[Narrator:]
The crystal glassclear poison pours like wine...
[Solo Jake / Both / Michael / Jake / Michael / Jake]
The crystal glassclear poison poured like wine

Thought you were indestructible
But now you have lost all control
Before this night is over
You will feel the power
Of my knife carving away at your gut
The blood gushes
Your life is fading
No remores in these eyes
Only the wish for you to die
I cause you pain
I murder
You stare with terror in your eyes
Beholding the instrument of your
Imminent demise
You stare in disbelief
You shiver with fear
Begging for your life
As your untimely death
Draws near
No remores in these eyes
Only the wish for you to die
I cause you pain

Tied down to the things that we can't let go of
Realized too many dreams we can't recover
We layed down in our sleep and began to choke
Life doesn't have any meaning everything's a joke
Been eating out of your hands, with never anything to show
We tried to get off clean, but we would never grow
Prison can't be worse than living with the pain of knowing
Murder, murder, murder, murder
We fight about the things we never even had control of
In and out of thoughts so many different people bought
Self serving ramblings in your favorite journal
Won't bring you peace until you learn to read yourself
Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder
Bow down to the things you can't let go of
Eating out of dog's hands with never anything to show
Even if it hurt to love you couldn't leave it slowly
Slipping from you core as you're waiting for your dream to come
Murder, murder
Give in the things you bought with
Give in the things you bought with
Give in the things you bought with
Give in the things you bought with
Murder
Give in the things you bought with
Murder
Give in the things you bought with
Murder
Give in the things you bought with
Murder

The blood of this family it mingles
With the clay in this stinking riverbed
I tie the boy down and tear his mother's gown
It's okay, she's already dead
I'll sell the boy and the horses
To the snake you cannot see
I cut open the white man
And take from his woman too
If it were up to me, all the white faces would bleed
Bleed and bleed and bleed, it's truth
Murder, it's murder
Murder, it's murder
Empty plains echo with empty screams
There's a wagon on the highland
A father and his girl, both are heading south
I tie the boy and the horses
Then you use the skills of the wolf
I don't use a bullet
Get close enough, I can use my knife
My knife
I cut open the white man
And take from his woman too
If it were up to me, all the white faces would bleed
Red's a better color, it's truth
Let the blood out, let it flow
Cut the blood out, let it flow
Kill the blood out, let if flow
Like a river let it flow
Let it flow like a river
Let it flow like a river

[Mr. Serv-On:]
Say young Ken'oe
Give a little something I can fucking roll to
Some murderous type shit
I got a little something on my chest and I gots to get it off
See niggas playing, you wanna play?
Y'all think we slow down here, tell you what
Ken'oe, we gonna turn my
Naw wait Ken'oe, Ken'oe, hold up
I got something, stay the fuck right here
Stay the fuck right here
[Magic:]
Serv, Serv on, Serv, say bro, let's go bro
I just saw them niggas bro,
let's go get them stupid ass motherfucking niggas
[Chorus]
Murder, Murder, where they at?, (ah shit) I see em'
(there dey go) (there dey go)
Murder, Murder, pass me them thangs, I'm gonna get em'
(pass me them thangs) (let me get em')
[Mr. Serv-On:]
See me, I'm a little nigga
and I ain't never had shit, but now I'm the best
So ain't shit for me to give it all up
for this motherfucking tank, around my fucking chest
When y'all see it, y'all see diamonds and gold
When I see it, I see a bunch of rowdy motherfuckers just (???)
See the colonel, he don't start no shit, but wait a minute
You motherfucking talking about the motherfucking tank, this nigga love
me most of all, so watch this nigga finish
We like to go scrap for scrap, blow for blow
When I see you nigga, I told you I was gonna get you
I don't give a fuck about you or your hoe
Cause I'm the type of nigga that's gonna finish this shit
I go from town to town, if I want to fuck you up nigga
I slap you and your motherfucking bitch
See talk about niggas down south, we slow, (what's happening)
But watch me wake up nigga
and I'm gonna show what we do nigga, what up, you wanna go?
[Chorus x4]
[Magic:]
Yo, you better back the fuck off me
If you know me then you know my rap
I be that step on your chest, until you lose your fucking breath
Bitch, I huff, and I puff, until you shiver in fear
You looking for that Bulldoser, Mr. Magic is here
Now who want to test me?(Wha?), Who can the best be?(Who?)
Who from that lower 9, a lot of fucking grass be
Who do them bitches be jocking and flocking round to come see
Who got them thug niggas jumping (Magic!), that's me
Hi, what happening, have y'all seen me in them videos
Floss around with a lot of hoes, smoking on that fire doja
Shit, you can come over here if you wanna, you's a gonner,
I don't need no pistol bitch, I'll put these fucking hands on ya!
[Chorus x4]
[Mr. Serv-On:]
See I call myself a soldier, y'all call me a thug
Fucking young Silkk told me be the fuck you gonna be, fuck the love
I (???) my tank, I only want love from niggas doing time(25 to life)
Shit nigga, keep doing your push-up's,
I'm gonna keep busting these bitches, that hate my kind
Some bitches told me when you see us, y'all gonna start busting
Nigga, I heard that shit before,
nigga my baby cry, my old lady at home (fuck for show)
See nigga I got Pampers to buy,
my little nephew need a new pair of shoes
So nigga fuck you, the magazines, and the motherfucking news
Y'all niggas make albums, put em' out, and they don't sell,
(that ain't my fault)
I met a nigga two weeks ago,
put em' out now nigga and this nigga got million dollar stories to tell
I fuck with a nigga named P with gold teeth in his mouth
And a nigga like C-Murder who love the motherfucking south
So what the fuck y'all ‘bout?

Some of them standing, some are waiting in line
As if there was something that they thought they might find
Taking some strength from the feelings that always were shared
And in the background, the eyes that just stared
What was it brought you out here in the dark?
Was it your only way of making your mark?
Did you get rid of all the voices in your head?
Do you now miss them and the things that they said?
On your own admission, you raised up the knife
And you brought it down, ending another mans life
When it was done, you just threw down the blade
While the red blood spread wider, like the anger you made
I don't want this anger burning in me
It's something from which it's so hard to be free
But none of tears that we cry, in sorrow or rage

You know it's hard
You know it's my gun
You know it's hard
You know it's my gun
You know it's hard
You know it's my gun
You know it's hard
You know it's my gun, my gun, my gun, my gun
There's a killer on the street
She's moving from house to house
There's a murder over there
He's bleedin' from heart to mouth
One time where you're hiding's when she met ya
Two times she knows you won't forget her
Three times do anything to fuck her
Last time, last time, last time ya dead before the morning
You know it's hard
You know it's my gun
You know it's hard
You know it's my gun
You know it's hard
You know it's my gun
You know it's hard
You know it's my gun
There's a killer on the street
She's moving from house to house
There's a murder over there
He's bleedin' from heart to mouth
One time
Two times
One time
Two times
One time where you're hiding's when she met ya
Two times she knows you won't forget her
Three times do anything to fuck her
Last time ya dead before the morning
One time where you're hiding's when she met ya
Two times she knows you won't forget her
Three times do anything to fuck her
Last time ya dead before the morning
You know it's hard
You know it's hard
You know it's hard
You know it's my gun, my gun
You know it's hard
You know it's my gun
You know it's hard
You know it's my gun
You know it's hard
You know it's my gun
You know it's hard
You know it's my gun
There's a killer on the street
She's moving from house to house
There's a murder over there

Oh, yeah...
It's him again! [scratches] (Joell Ortiz!)
Y'all know the voice! [scratches]
Always bless you with a new joint, - shit you never heard;
I need a place to lay low, bro, cause this one is murder!
Yaaa, check! - Cool as a faaan, fresh as a new leather, (new leather!)
The new member in an argument of who's better. (ch'eah!)
The cool cheddar keep it New Yorican. (yup!)
In a Hoopty gettin' brain from a chain on the Major Deegan! (UGGH!)
The haters speakin', never mind playa! (naah!)
The block ex-crack dime shaver turned best rhyme sayer. (Yaowa!)
The candy chewer, Laffy Taffy over Life Saver, (ch'eah!)
The orgasm every time, that's what the pipe gave her. (BOOM!)
The gutter dweller, never nice neighbors! (nope!)
The sour mixin with the Jack Daniel's to give it nice flavor. (aaaahh!)
The back in the days type gamer,
They used to hate Super Nintendo, nigga, that used to like Sega! (hahaaa!)
The clawed his way in the door rapper that's like Vega,
Never killed nobody, in that booth he's such a life taker. (ch'eah!)
The every other night somebody else's wife scraper, (uhh!)
The nigga makin' veterans look like a 9th grader!
You goddamn right I'm that nigga! [scratches] (Joell Ortiz!) [scratches]
Uhh! - The talk of the town, clown when we in the party,
Karaoke sing on the low but yo don't tell nobody. (hehe!)
The never had nothin', now he doin' hella cocky.
The haters vomit from the smell of papi! (EEEWWW!)
The low caesar with the sharp parts, (parts!)
That might fiend on the scene with 16's gettin' green like a golf cart. (Guru!)
The beef lookin' at the rest of y'all like Pop-Tarts! (GRRRR!)
Verses got-y'all-frownin'-up, y'all-faces-like my mom's farts. (hahaaa!)
The NY repper, don't dare side-stepper! (no!)
The casual dresser: - low whites, light sweater. (ch'eah!)
The bike revver on a summer day! (eerr!)
The give the DJ so much heat they don't know which one to play! (OOHH!)
The E-1 gunner, used to be up under Dre,
Finna drop crack and not look back like a runaway. (bye!)
The have fun every time he in the booth spitter, (uhh!)
The take on anybody! - Old nigga, new nigga... (OOHH!)
Y'all think it's a game? [scratches]
I ain't playin'! [scratches] (Joell Ortiz!)
Uhh! - The truth in the purest form (note!)
The frontliner. - First nigga to shoot when the war is on! (boom!)
The hop on your beat and cruise like the Autobahn,
And force radio to play my version of all the songs! (WHOOO!)
The diddy bopper in the city proper, (oh, yeah!)
The walk up in the strip club and throw it up - like a shitty vodka. (eeeww!)
The used to be a butt man turned titty clocker, (aaahhh!)
The hop up in the bed and beat it up, - kitty boxer! (hehe!)
Okay! - The occasional kitty licker,
Only if her box is the shit, (what?) - kitty litter! (HAAAA!)
The good swimmer, Caribbean beach feet dipper, [inhale]
The Rican whale, size of three Flippers. (boop, boo-boop!)
The flow stronger than the current in the winter in the East River, (ch'eah!)
The poker player, top pan with the mean kicker. (oohh!)
The hip-hop light, when it was in it's darkest hour, (uhh!)
They can't do a song without at least one YAOWA!
This ain't gon' stop brother... huh? [scratches] (Joell Ortiz) (Female: Statik Selektah!} [scratches]
Always bless you with a new joint, - shit you never heard;

You're breaking all hearts but your own
You suffocate me, I cannot lie
I cannot hide that my heart falls when I see you
You're faking, I start to see
My heart falls when I see you
Open your eyes and see right through
After all this time
Now run with one less by your side
I believe in promises
Do you believe in trust
Run with one less by your side
You'll burn this bridge (I hope you die)
Every time (Living that lie)
I thought you meant the words you said
I thought you cared for me
Why can't you see
How could it have been so easyto turn your back
and fuck all you friends
Your tears are not going to wash this one away
The whispering of lies
But will you still reflect on what we had

What made the truth sound like a lie
Led step by step into desire
Choose to be understanding
Say you don't care when I know you do
I can't sleep at night, but each time I try
You know I dream of you
It's murder, murder, murder
No time for cheap excuses like
"He can't help it", "She can't help it"
Jump out of the bed and straight into the fire
How are you meant to stand it?
Stuck in a world that's seen much better days
You can reach for love
Scream till you're red, white and blue in the face
It's murder, murder
Look but don't touch
Murder, murder
When he wants you so much
Murder, murder
Look but don't touch
Murder, murder
When he wants you so much
What made the truth sound like a lie
Jump out of bed and straight into the fire
Choose to be complicated
Say it isn't when you know it is
Always on my mind
Thinking about what you do to his
It's murder, murder, murder
When he wants you so much
Murder, murder
Look but don't touch
Murder, murder
Oh murder, murder
Look but look but don't touch
Murder
When he wants you, he wants you so much
Murder
It's murder
Murder

Why don't you...
Feel like I feel
The true Reality
My words are no lies
But yet not devine
Murder...
My one domain
Murder...
My life in flames
Why don't you...
Pull out your head
Out from your ass
I'm not filled with pain
But so filled with shame
I'm not one of those
Who escapes the world
A purpose shall be done
My wrecking haunted gun
Acting the same
And I'm not filled with shame
But yet I feel pain
More and more everyday
All this pain!!
Murder...
My one domain
Murder...
A living flame
I'm not one of those
Who escapes the world
A purpose shall be served
to my untrue world
Where I'm a hated man
And I kill just to be heard
A purpose shall be served

Hear me speak!
As I am the master of one tongue
The thorn in your eye
The mirror of your soul
Unmerciful be the truth
Change is near
Change is here
I must fly
I must drown
There is no once upon a time
It is THE time
To rip apart the blindfold
And view the circle of shame
Bizarre, grotesque
Yet embraced
By those inside
Stones thrown
Fallen ones kicked
Searchers pulled down
A circle fed on lies
Change is near
Change is here
I must fly
I must drown
Insiders in; Outsiders out
Strait-jacket given birth
Dreams killed
First degree murder

Detroit
Motown
Ey Guess What?
The Game Is Just Too Bold This Year
And You What Happened?
[Chorus:]
Rob It, Shoot It, Kill It, Murder (Muuuurddaaaa) [x2]
[Verse 1: Bizzare]
Henneyed Up , Remeyed Up, Ski Mask, Black Truck, Dickie Outfit, Passanger Side(Pistol Grip Pump)
Fuck It, I Just Did Two Lines, A Chrome Tech 9, It'll Tear Out Niggas Spines
Its A Party, Go On In And Have Fun, Cuz After Its Over All U Gon Hear Is (Run Nigga Run!!)
Shootin, Blastin, Hittin In The Floor, 10,000 In The Safe, Shiiiit Im Bout To Score
Cuz Im Dangerous, Off Angel Dust, Shit Ill Bust, Leave A Nigga That K Wit Us
And This Is For Mah Niggas That Be Robbin And Stealin, Car Jackin, Murder Ones, And Fuckin Drug Dealin
[Chorus:]
Rob It, Shoot It, Kill It, Murder (Muuuurddaaaa) [x2]
[Verse 2:Kuniva]
I Stumble In Tha Club Blowder 9mm Cocked,Something's Telling Me To Stop,Fuck It I Don't See The Cops(Aaaaaa!),Niggas Don't Believe It Till It's Out
Stupid Mutherfuckas Wanna Take It Seener Growth Now The Heater's Out(Damn!)
Biatches Screamin Liked I Put My Penis Out Beging Me To Put That
Big Mutherfucka Away But The Demon's Out,Everybody's On The Floor
Come Outta That Makin,Come Outta That Dyingness,And You Come Outta That
Valore,The Party Is Over Shut Da Fuck Down Cut The Music(Scratch)
Matter Of Fact Turn It Back Up Shiiit I Can Use It,I Need The Noise And
Case Ill Have To Cummble Of I Saw Another Ice Chain Walked Over
And Thugged It Off(Gimme That!),Give Me That Buttersoft In Case You'll Buying
Of The Bar You Can Buy My Drink For Today And Tomorrow
Im Out For The Paper My Homie Better Hide You Jewels

Your stinking perfume can't hide piss
With my lethal arsenal I serve you Hell
Bloodstained I rejoice watching you wither
The turbulent abyss within
The urge, the hunger
Demanding your funeral I feel so alive
No-one- is closer to the Devil
than me on my nightly raids
Hell prepares a red carpet for me
Murder... executioner procedure
Murder... death bringer strategy
Murder... ill will amhush
Murder... carnivorous manoeuvre
Murder... a sharp caress by knife

Verse 1:
The blood, the slow & painful death.
I'm running out of breath.
I think I need that filth called murder.
Cause this reality in my pity, in my pity.
Chorus:
The blood, the writing on the wall.
It said, "my name is Murder," "my name is Murder!"
The blood, the writing on the wall.
It said, "my name is Murder," "my name is Murder!"
Verse 2:
The blood, suffocation I feel no more.
Choking myself with cords.
I think I need that filth called murder.
Cause this reality in my pity, in my pity.
Chorus
Verse 3:
The blood, has more than just thrilled me.
It's also fulfilled my dreams.
I think I need that filth called murder.
Cause this reality in my pity, in my pity.
Chorus
Chorus
The blood, the writing on the wall.

Murder Ooh Murder
I said murder, ooh murder
I said murder
That's what they want you to do
Please don't kill her, please don't kill her
Please don't kill her, please don't kill her
Please don't kill her
That's what they want you to do
If I had a pair of wings
Songtexte I would fly away
I would fly with the morning bird
No one would know me at all

There's a bleeder in my kitchen
And he's pouring on my floor
There's a killer in my hallway
And he's scratching at my door
I think I might have heard some screaming
I might have heard somebody cry
Now I wonder am I dreaming
Or is my mind telling me a lie
Well I can't run any further
And I can't hide anymore
And I think there's been a murder
Up on the ground floor
There's a boa in my bathroom
And he's coiling in my sink
He wants my cats I think
Paranoia in my house now and I'm balanced on the brink
Well I can't run any further
And I can't hide anymore
And I think there's been a murder
Up on the ground floor
I'm living in a basement flat in a quiet part of town
I bet you wonder where my head is at when I'm imagining all these sounds
I'd check it out but I'm glued to my chair
I can't make it to the door
I could be bugging but i'd gladly swear
I just heard a body hit the floor
And I can't run any further
I can't hide, I can't hide anymore
And I think there's been a murder up above me on the ground

You got your keys,
But where ya going?
The third degree
Just isn't working.
Cuz you walked out
Without asking me to go,
And if I followed you home,
Would you be alone?
I checked your phone,
Cuz it was beeping.
Are you alone?
I know you're creeping.
Cuz you walked out
Without asking me to go,
And if I followed you home,
I hope you're alone.
I'm three steps from the edge,
Woaah
Don't push me over it.
Don't you know,
Don't you know.
Every girl is capable of murder,
If you hurt her.
Watch out, you don't push me any further,
Any further.
You're not the only one
Walking 'round with a loaded gun.
This little girl is capable of murder,
Cuz you hurt her.
My hands are clean,
Not yet a killer.
Ain't I your queen?
And did you tell her?
That you broke down all my
Shoulda-known-better's
And I followed you home,
Throwing sticks and stones.
I'm two steps from the edge,
Woaah
Don't push me over it.
Don't you know,
Don't you know.
Every girl is capable of murder,
If you hurt her.
Watch out, you don't push me any further,
Any further.
You're not the only one
Walking 'round with a loaded gun.
This little girl is capable of murder,
Cuz you hurt her.
Don't you know you should never treat a girl like that?
Got a good alibi and my bag's all packed.
Don't you know you should never treat a girl like that?
Cuz the next one's gonna have the hammer pulled back.
Every girl is capable of murder.
So watch out, you don't push me any further,
But you f**king hurt her.
Every girl is capable of murder,
If you hurt her.
Watch out you don't push me any further,
Any further.
You're the only one
Walking 'round with a loaded gun.
This little girl is capable of murder,

Murder Ooh Murder
I said murder, ooh murder
I said murder
That's what they want you to do
Please don't kill her, please don't kill her
Please don't kill her, please don't kill her
Please don't kill her
That' what they want you to do
If I had a pair of wings
I would fly away
I would fly with the morning bird
No one would know me at all

I am the ghost of a ghost that lives inside your head
The third generation core of a system based on drugs and strain
Here from my prison cells I watched over your health
But now I want to be free, mess around your sanity
I'm more than a shade of grey or scarecrow, or prop for plays
How does it feel to think again?
You murdered another side of me... oh
Leaving behind such a harsh symphony
You murdered another side of me... oh
Shattered my soul feels incomplete
You relied on me to control the few yourselves
But what could happen to me you never really care
Now I'm a runaway, a hunter, a bird of prey...
How does it feel to think again?
You murdered another side of me... oh
Leaving behind such a harsh symphony
You murdered another side of me... oh
Shattered my soul feels incomplete
Fear my vengeance, fear the pain
A twist in the right bond, should really drive you insane
You plead my indulgence, can't you see you claim in vain
A bend in that connection and your sanity slips away
How does it feel to think again?
You murdered another side of me... oh
Leaving behind such a harsh symphony
You murdered another side of me... oh
Shattered my soul feels incomplete

As I lay me down to sleep
I pray my soul is mine to keep
No life left for the dead
I will rise again
Yes I died before I woke
Breathing is no more
Screaming for some gore
Face down dead on the ground
Roll the dice again
My body ain't yet cold
Buried to be untold
Chills run upon my spin
I will walk again
Coldblooded
Insane
Murder
In the blink of an eye
Ruptured veins
I was supposed to die
Beyond the night I fall
Summoning my self to live
Came back as no one before
To slice again
Inside my blistered eyes
No control
No control brutal frenzy
Gushing blood torn intensive
Scream
Scream for the blood you stole from me
I'll take yours now
Die for the sake of just being killed

Detroit
Motown
Ey Guess What?
The Game Is Just Too Bold This Year
And You What Happened?
[Chorus:]
Rob It, Shoot It, Kill It, Murder (Muuuurddaaaa) [x2]
[Verse 1: Bizzare]
Henneyed Up , Remeyed Up, Ski Mask, Black Truck, Dickie Outfit, Passanger Side(Pistol Grip Pump)
Fuck It, I Just Did Two Lines, A Chrome Tech 9, It'll Tear Out Niggas Spines
Its A Party, Go On In And Have Fun, Cuz After Its Over All U Gon Hear Is (Run Nigga Run!!)
Shootin, Blastin, Hittin In The Floor, 10,000 In The Safe, Shiiiit Im Bout To Score
Cuz Im Dangerous, Off Angel Dust, Shit Ill Bust, Leave A Nigga That K Wit Us
And This Is For Mah Niggas That Be Robbin And Stealin, Car Jackin, Murder Ones, And Fuckin Drug Dealin
[Chorus:]
Rob It, Shoot It, Kill It, Murder (Muuuurddaaaa) [x2]
[Verse 2:Kuniva]
I Stumble In Tha Club Blowder 9mm Cocked,Something's Telling Me To Stop,Fuck It I Don't See The Cops(Aaaaaa!),Niggas Don't Believe It Till It's Out
Stupid Mutherfuckas Wanna Take It Seener Growth Now The Heater's Out(Damn!)
Biatches Screamin Liked I Put My Penis Out Beging Me To Put That
Big Mutherfucka Away But The Demon's Out,Everybody's On The Floor
Come Outta That Makin,Come Outta That Dyingness,And You Come Outta That
Valore,The Party Is Over Shut Da Fuck Down Cut The Music(Scratch)
Matter Of Fact Turn It Back Up Shiiit I Can Use It,I Need The Noise And
Case Ill Have To Cummble Of I Saw Another Ice Chain Walked Over
And Thugged It Off(Gimme That!),Give Me That Buttersoft In Case You'll Buying
Of The Bar You Can Buy My Drink For Today And Tomorrow
Im Out For The Paper My Homie Better Hide You Jewels

[Intro]
This is my story and I want you to judge for yourself
who is in the right, and who is in the wrong
now listen up as I explain
(european hip-hop to the core
and I'm gonna give you more)
(check it out)
it's my life!
yeah, come on
yeah, come on
[Verse 1]
Here come these verbs, listen to these words
when I kick off my lip, verses that I spit
my life has been sick and fall away into the glass
I've been shaked and kicked and broke into the last
I physically abused my wife until she left me
destiny for me has ended all tragicly
look at me I stand in the mirror
look into my eyes, all the pain, my life has been ended
my trainer thought he's beyond psycho-reasonably
evil thoughts in my head, I'm startin' to season me
she's took away my kids and slept with many men
and now my problems, with this girl are coming to the
screamin' visions, (what I asked)?, shall I glance (?)
I gather my gun, my knife, my mask
a lunatic like me don't really cares who stands in the
now journey with me, as I creep away
[Chorus]
i'm creepin' away tonight
i'm creepin' away tonight
this is my life
and this is my knife
I'm off, too sad
a murder in the shadows night
[Afterchorus] 4x
you think that I'm gone when I go away
then you're comin' for me in the morning
[Verse 2]
Now I have dried, I run, duck, I hide
my knife is my dirty deal, adrenalin bleeds
in my mind these guilty feelins are frozen
these vicious slashes, from my mind has been chosen
I'm gonna commit a serious crime
I have to slice strictly, I'm running out of time
I bounce on my victim quick, this is the mind of a
lunatic
blood is droppin' off my hand and poorin' down my
sleeve
I jumped in my car quickly as I leave
I see the glimpses of their faces and they're tracin'
in the back of my mind I'm swingin' them paces
I take my mask off and I drop my knife
justice has been avenged in the night
I know they will trace this to where I stay
and that's the end of how I creeped away
[Outro]
Yo, I'm creepin' away and I'm not gon' get caught
'cause I'm me, and I'm the master
check, huh, you can't get me
I'ma always gon' get away
just like O.J. I'm gon' get away

You're so dead to me
Another broken promise and our love ends tragically
May I suggest your lock your doors and hide the key
somewhere deep inside your dresser drawers
Hey love tell me what's that sound, could it be that I've found you?
Wont you take a look around because I'm coming
Don't you dare close your eyes
I've got you running now run for your life
One last wish, one last kiss
These blood red lips are poisonous
Kiss me goodnight this is goodbye
One last breath, one slow death
These hands feel so good around your neck
I cross my heart and hope you die
Wake up, I don't think you realize,
no I don't think you recognize the look on my face
I'm standing right in front of you and saying that I'm through with you
And I don't have a problem spilling your blood all over this place
One last kiss, one last wish
These blood red lips are poisonous
Kiss me goodnight this is goodbye
One last breath, one slow death
These hands feel so good around your neck
I cross my heart and hope you die
Am I insane? Are you afraid?
Dearly departed I'm just getting started
Are you broken hearted?
I'm out of love now I'm out for blood, will it be enough?
Dearly departed I'm just getting started

Your eyes are not yours
They're robbed
From so called trash-people
Aren't you ashamed of their deaths
I'll confront you
With a horrible reality
Open your eyes
See their graves
Aren't you ashamed
Aren't you a-fucking-shamed
Doctor says that it will take two weeks
Unlimited supply
Your eyes are worthless
But what do you care?
You'll get some new ones
From some one who's useless anyway
It's no more distorted
The view on your life
But soon it will fail

Hide the proof
Kill the witness
No trace of evidence
Commit the deadly sin
Oh Lord, this is grace
Hang them high
Dig real deep
Sweep up the soil
A thousand candles in the dawn
Chains from beyond
What lays ahead is destined.
Kill the witness

I was trying hard to remember her name
It's been so long since I'd seen her last
Her face was the only thing that remained
Pale and innocent on a scandalous frame
She was sitting cross legged
Her foot like a clock
Ticking nervously
It never stopped
She swallowed my face and devoured my eyes
I hadn't changed
She knew I hadn't changed
She's just a memory now
"Murder!", she cried, "You devil,
Give back what you've taken from me."
"Murder!", she cried, "You devil,
You knew me once and you threw me away."
At night we'd walk under the trees
We'd joke about being burnt by the moon
She always said she wanted everything
She held my hand tighter as we neared a park bench
Nostalgia's king when your nights are alone
I swam his seas before I found someone
And there she was
Locking eyes with a stranger
She was busy wishing she had time to change this
She's just a memory now
"Murder!", she cried, "You devil,
Give back what you're taken from me."
"Murder!", she cried, "You devil,
You knew me once and you threw me away."

Shoot to kill
Don’t injure me, no
Stale sheet slips
From her waist across her thighs
She cast the die on your plans
Chances on everything
You take your life in your hands
Wow murder the way she likes
Murder feels like
Murder the way she likes
Murder feels like
Lipstick smears
In the ashtray, oh
Could she
Be who she says, don’t lie
She cast the die on your plans
Chances on everything
You take your life in your hands
Wow murder the way she likes
Murder feels like
Murder the way she likes
Murder feels like
I don’t care what she’s done, I love you, we gotta get you outta here! how do you know she’s not gonna do the same thing to you?
Fuck it
She cast the die on your plans
Chances on everything
You take your life in your hands
Wow murder the way she likes
Murder feels like
Murder the way she likes
Murder feels like
Well somebody did you dirty
Spilled your tears onto the street
Well your heels already hurt
As you disappear
Tips are coming from a snitch
Said he saw who did the deed
And they’re turning up the heat
Crime wave stretches the beat
My shirt it clings to me because of you
I loved you I love you
Won’t let them put this shit on you
Picked you right out of a lineup
I got money we could get away from here
Somebody did you dirty
Maybe it was me
Somebody did you dirty
Maybe it was me
Somebody did you dirty
Maybe it was me
Somebody did you dirty
Maybe it was me

MURDER
we take your car
its friday night
we're on a ride
past city lights
we make a trip out to the mire
its much too dark
we played with fire
we're hunting down
the nameless roads
our hearts they race
up to our throats
as our headlights cut through the fog
what have we done i try to speak
tears in my eyes
im in charge
my voice so weak
as our headlights
cut through the fog
you grab my hand
but im in shock
its much too late
Lyrics & Music by INFORMER
Taken from the album „Black Propaganda“
P&C; Pale Music Int. 2010

1. Some little bwoy dis me the other day
An swear say dem get away
But anyweh we see dem bwoy deh a stray
Di whol a dem a get spray
Mama she a beg an a hope an pray
Seh nuh badda wid the gun play
But some little bwoy nuh know how badman stay
An a run guh fi AK
But anybody test my door after hours dat a murder (bruck bruck out, bruckout bruckout)
We know the flex we know tha score
We are ready for whatever (bruck bruck out, bruckout bruckout)
2. Some little bwoy a talk up inna dem nose
An a give we pure gun pose
We nuh give no respect to fools like those
Weh a wear up the do clothes
Rally pon mi ends and a hol a snooze
Under some Indoes
See my enemy and all of my foes
A screechie an a tip toes

I used to think that she was an angel from the sky
Used to think ..
But guys and girls and everybody seems to lie
I don’t know why I don’t know why
Nothing ever stays the same
I don’t know why I don’t know why
But she got away with murder and she shoot me through the heart
And no one was there to see
How she shoot me through my soul
Now I can’t even breathe
And she shoot me through the heart
And no one was there to see
How she shoot me through my soul
She got away with murder
She got away with murder
I was a fool ( what a fool )
To think that she really loved me for who I am
Was a fool ( what a fool )
To let myself go and she’s happy in a moment ahead
I don’t know why I don’t know why (2)
But she got away with murder
And she shoot me through the heart
And no one was there to see
How she shoot me through my soul
She got away with murder
She got away with murder
And I never thought that I would see the day she let me down
But she had really and now I’m 60 feet under ground

Disbalance of cosmic rewards driving me to vampiric
summoning of my victim. I raise my arms and spoke the
nine words. The Gate is yearning to open, and I whisper,
I scream again and again... And things mortal and
immortal are changing, maimed and twisted by silverstream.
The lack of yearning may perverse the point, but
now all must be completed. Again I reveal my knife as a
tongues of freezing flame, ripping the universe, outgoing
from my aura. Now he consumes my emotions and will,
sending back the force. The cold dark fragments is
drifting to the blade. Now we may KILL without fear, doupt
and pain, erasing the life of the screwed jesus' creatures.
Performing the one of the dark doings.

[Intro: Chino XL]
Yeah, y'all want to be conscious rapper right?
Hit you in your head. Make you an unconscious rapper
Chino XL. JS. What's good homie? Long time comin' nahmean?
Shells through your vehicle nigga
[Verse 1: Chino XL]
First of all, if I may
Explain the many ways JS will murder a DJ
The way I murder wordplay
Hip hop is dead in a state of dismay
I desecrated your favorite MC, while JS diggin' in the crates
It not just bravado, before Serato
He made records revolve like a Molotov
Cocktail without the bottle
Chino, your favorite mulatto
Spit it stakato
Controversial like Bill Cosby's illegitimate child
Somebody must of not a
Got the memorandum how I randomly murder
Throw a tantrum, hurt a civilian unwillin'
?, I've been waitin' to put shells through your vehicle
Behind the wheel, you survive it, it's a miracle
I'm from the days of niggas robbin' you for your British
And Wallabees and Al B Square mall
Before "Here To Save You All"
Changed metaphor forever
Makin' verbal war more clever
Behind closed doors most say my pen pushin' better
Than half of the game
Presentin' itself is the truth
No one remains that has disrespected my name in the booth
I don't entertain
I'm makin' it reign with my point of view
It's insane, I couldn't live with myself if I was you
Strugglin' to make the next dance step that look stupid
Fuck Valentine's Day, I'm shootin' hollow points at Cupid
Chino and JS, the ladies scream
A cycle that lasts forever like broken washin' machines
If JS ain't playin' your track it must not be crack
If Chino ain't rhymin' then you can ask for your money back
The west coast show stopper
I'm I'll and hood proper
Beef? You get hit on like any woman workin' at Foot Locker
The world feels my grammar
Women love me like Hannah Montana
The Puerto Rican leans like a cholo then pulls a hammer
Before New York was gang signs and bandannas
J used his turntables like guitar of Carlos Santana
Before Jay-Z screwed up Def Jam releases
I've been the "Lyrical Jesus" last of dying species
[Chorus: scratched]
[Inspectah Deck:] "It's on till the death"
[Inspectah Deck:] "Keep it movin'"
[Common:] "Amongst dead men walkin'"
"You'll wish you never knew me"
"It's on till the death, till we settle the score"
[Inspectah Deck:] "Keep it movin' in the mean streets"
[Inspectah Deck:] "It's on till the death"
[Raekwon:] "When you see me it's real"
[Busta Rhymes:] "Bitch niggas scared to death"
[Madd Rapper:] "Oh shit! "
[Mobb Deep:] "Show you how we do it Queens"
[Mobb Deep:] "Murder ain't shit nigga"
"Calm down, before the police come"
[Verse 2: Sean Price]
Yo, Sean Price
Punk you're not me
The glock pop three and I get away scott free
Ain't no tellin' what I do for a dollar
I'm not your father, but guess what I'm a do to your mama
Troop with the llama
Catch you sleepin', shoot your pajamas
Niggas scared to death, I'm cool
Hakuna Matata
(Gun shots)
God father, the squad got large armor and such
Talk shit and you will get touched
Rock steadily, your nut popped
He's deadly for real
Pop bottles and listen to Heather Headly and chill
I do not rock, but don't Heather Headly and chill
I just needed somethin' to rhyme with, I'm deadly for real
Listen
JS-1, he be the DJ
Sean got guns
Fuck 'em, sell 'em on Ebay
Ride with the guns like duke on Crime Partners
Plus Priest's a beast bitch so why bother?

I swear I gotta go harder
The streets is taking my niggas
Breaking my mission and take us farther
To be a martyts, not in the plan for regardless
It’s murder, every time I come alive
I just pull the chill with my nigga in the villa with some bitches
Way far from the hood, couple killers with us
Everyday run the street, playing god with us
But it ain’t enough, as I roll through the streets blowing hela blunts
See the same niggas that I came up with
Let the kids in my car you could touch this
You could start that, you could take this
You could grab that,
I remember what it’s like not to have that
I’m from the projects and I’m still there
On some real nigga, but he still there
Pcp, 151, that’s where I’m from,
88/10 northmon
It’s murder, everytime I spit it’s so promising
It’s no stoppin em, it’s like pacs in them
Or big poppin em, I get a lock from em
Where my eyes are slim and my mind is open
I walk em in, ghost nigga
Talk to them, but look at me
You’re all pawns plus rooks to me
It’s all dogs, plus crooks for me
This lvl is my dynasty, those main niggas will ride for me
And my young niggas will slide for me
Hold up, let me hit em, nigga
Hit em with a little bit of flow
Niggas ain’t fuckin with me, this year I’ma let em know
My nigga gone, but I’ma do it, this one here is for the road
I’m looking for that purple fluid
If you gotta let a nigga know, murder
[Hook] x 2
It’s murder, it’s murder, it’s murder
It’s murder, it’s murder, it’s murder
It’s murder, it’s murder, it’s murder
He wrote
It’s murder, it’s murder, it’s murder
It’s murder, it’s murder, it’s murder
It’s murder, it’s murder, it’s murder
He wrote
Who stay before me, this for the ones before me
These niggas can’t ignore me, my flow is another story
Your favorite rapper garbage, nigga fresh the hardest
I’m lvl my nigga, used to loose regardless
Pull up ok, and go like this
A flow won’t switch to a mop 3 shift
Gotta knock me bitch with a big ol booty
All she ever wanna do is buy me shit
But I ain’t got time, I spent it on the rollie
One man army, know I roll dollie
Niggas swear they know me, but they don’t know me
I always been real, they always been phoney
Born to be a sinner, transformed into a winner
Skill level so advanced, what the fuck is a beginner
Born to be a sinner, transformed into a winner
Skill level so advanced, what the fuck is a beginner, ah!
[Hook] x 2
It’s murder, it’s murder, it’s murder
It’s murder, it’s murder, it’s murder
It’s murder, it’s murder, it’s murder
He wrote
It’s murder, it’s murder, it’s murder
It’s murder, it’s murder, it’s murder
It’s murder, it’s murder, it’s murder

The disgust, the hurt, the anger, the rage
Incarcerated in this skeletal cage
The torment, the strain, the pressure, the weight
Don't try and fight it, just unleash the hate
The users, the fakes, the liars, the cheats
Will all meet their end once the beast is released
The choking, the pain, the retching, the screams
As reality becomes the blood soaked dreams
To all the friends who are really enemies
To all the cunts who lie
The time has come to pay the penalty
On this night you'll die
The bodies, the blood, the mirror, the knife
They all deceived and so lost their lives
The vengeance, the flesh, the murder, the thrill
Loss of control freed this monster to kill
The sirens, the lights, the panic, the door
One by one they all fall to the floor
The petrol, the spark, the fire, the death
Continuous explosions 'til there's no one left
To all the friends who are really enemies
To all the cunts who lie
The time has come to pay the penalty
On this night you'll die
Burn away - never see another day
Engulfed in flames - the floor where the bodies lay
No more pain - every enemy lies slain

snowy mountain sides
with trees on
cold winds blowing by
my season
blinded by the light
everything I see
right as rain
dead October daze
no reason
lying in the hay
with heat on
nearly stuck on you
you are rubber
I am glue
and it doesn’t have to take too long to win it back
when the bees are sleeping
days of little hours growing longer as we walk
through solemn singing
when the choir has begun we strike a pose
and the bells start ringing
past and present lights
are shining
magic carpet rides
while dining
lined up by the tides
cold and icy blue
winter land
I know this to be
a pleasure
all is entity
no measure
this my elegy
find out what it means
to me
and it doesn’t have to take too long to win it back
from a time of weeping
see the children running by with swords and paper hats
hide and seeking
and the widows had a gift for stuffing in the cracks

things will be revealed soon enough
bright as they are
how we went and made you feed on glass
see through transparent homeward
like crispy winter air
killing hour after hour
we recognize you say hello
so close to midnight
caught a feeling for the blues
heavy and amplified
try the sugar taste of our blood
like strawberry wine
candy apple days have come to pass
probably almost for certain
if we were Japanese
overthrown by your melodies
we recognize you say hello
swimming the moonlight
its in everything we do

When I'm around you Everything is so perfect
When I touch you
Life is no longer here
When I lay next to you
All my problems go away
When you touch me
I scream
Murder
Murder
Murder in the bedroom
Murder
Murder
Bloods going everywhere
Murder
Murder
This ladies crazy
Murder
Murder
Get me out of here
Murder was your name
And murdering was your game
Poison or drugs
Didn't matter they ended up the same
DEAD!
I scream
Murder
Murder
Murder in the bedroom
Murder
Murder
Bloods going everywhere
Murder
Murder
This ladies crazy
Murder
Murder
Get me out of here
Please don't do this one more time
Please spare my life, here's a dime
Your gonna go jail
This fucking time
Because I screamed
Murder
Murder
Murder in the bedroom
Murder
Murder
Bloods going everywhere
Murder
Murder
This ladie's crazy
Murder
Murder
Get me out of here
You thought you were smart
Covering all your tracks
You just didn't watch your back
I saw the whole thing
As the guy screamed
Murder
Murder
Murder in the bedroom
Murder
Murder
Bloods going everywhere
Murder
Murder
This ladies crazy
Murder
Murder
Get me out of here
I turned you in
Your all fed up
This is the last time
I fill your cup
You've killed Mickey and my great friend Ben
But instead of killing anney
Will you kill me instead?
As you killed me I screamed
Murder
Murder
Murder in the bedroom
Murder
Murder
Bloods going everywhere
Murder
Murder
This ladie's crazy
Murder
Murder

[HOOK: Fed-X & Dru Down]
Ok It's, Murder!
Wid three holes in a beenie hat pulled down over my face
and I got some guns on my waist
It's, Murder!
I come wid a goon squad mob that'll hit and pop
knock you off ya feet and outta ya socks
Ok It's, Murder!
Now tell me have you ever heard or seen
a nigga that get his back split and do some back flips
It's, Murder!
I come wid them two-two twenty-fives them thiry-two thirty eights
forty-four forty-fives and then them nines
[Verse 1: Yukmouth]
I'm a motherfuckin' mobsta, nigga I don't pop my collar
I'm in fatigues jumpin' outta trees like wild koalas
In a choppah, poppin' the pasta, movin' that rocka
Choppin' the block up in a topless Boxer boy
Heavy drama I'll machete ya momma
And when it's beef the K eat niggas like Jeffrey Dahmer
Hannibal Lector animal dismantle ya sector
After all hoe protectors pipes bust under pressure BITCH!
I'm on the block wid my CB scanner
If ya snitch ya get a one way trip to see D Banner
See me deep in Atlanta wid a sleazy bammer
Where Lil Flip and Banner still squeeze the hammer
When I air out the space it's hard to breathe like asthma
Head in the backseat DVDs and plasma
Man I ride spinners y'all ride on adapters
Man you know it's murder when I ride on a rapper
[HOOK]
[Verse 2: Fed-X]
Okay it's murder haven't you ever heard of the emperor
The beast the man in black is looking for the chief
If I'm a monster call NASA eat guns wid plasma
Tryna knock off the space dude turn me into space food
I pack a space guage that send you to the space age
Murder death kill a serial racker and steel
Black van no license plate,
Homicide on a white man God writes the fate
I pause and hit the gate I'm the guy to let him die
The knife to his throat it's called Colombian neck tie
We hold him hostage no wheelchairs baby
The Don the kidnapper and I make ya family pay me