Mind On Murder

[Intro] What up nigga? I see you In my sweat dreams And when I wake up, I feel like shit [Hook] Woke up in the morning with my mind on the murder Thinking about the get back, and pushing your shit back Woke up in the morning with my mind on the murder Mind on the 187 Woke up in the morning with my mind on the murder Thinking about the get back, and pushing your shit back Woke up in the morning with my mind on the murder Mind on the 187 [Verse 1] Why death have to come get him? (why?) We wasn't done with him Pinky rings made him shine when the sun hit him I got drunk with him, roll up my weed and hit the blunt with him Came up in the same slum with him, hung with him Damm, why he ain't have his gun with him I know his personality would've done did them We cut class with him, shot dice and got cash with him Broke laws and hauled ass with him I'm riding dirty, yeah I'm illegal Swat team vest on, chrome desert eagle Fuck sending threats, I'll just see you when I see you My soul senile, catch you clowns on the rebound I hate you... It's time for you to hate me now Catch your ace-boon somewhere and spin his V 'round You know niggas do anything to be 'round Click Clack Pow! You mourn with me now [Hook] Woke up in the morning with my mind on the murder Thinking about the get back, and pushing your shit back Woke up in the morning with my mind on the murder Mind on the 187 Woke up in the morning with my mind on the murder Thinking about the get back, and pushing your shit back Woke up in the morning with my mind on the murder Mind on the 187 [Verse 2] When I finally fall asleep, my dreams so sweet Bunch of young ignorant motherfuckers in the street Big world, full of reality nobody wanna see Either you rap, shoot, ball or sell D It's hard to see tomorrow when you stuck on today That BC bud and Hennessy will take ya troubles away (hey!) Reminiscing on the pact we had What's mine is yours, from my bitch down to a half a bag Excuse me if I come off wrong But I wish my enemies harm You can slip away nice and calm Right in your baby mom's arms Man, call Al Sharpton, get a little press Try to figure out what happened to that boy's chest The hood is a mess, nigga should've had his vest Besides through his death, I can get a little rest I'm angry and I... [Hook] Woke up in the morning with my mind on the murder Thinking about the get back, and pushing your shit back Woke up in the morning with my mind on the murder Mind on the 187 Woke up in the morning with my mind on the murder Thinking about the get back, and pushing your shit back Woke up in the morning with my mind on the murder Mind on the 187 (Verse 3) I wake up out of cold sweats, my eyes red and my clothes wet There's enemies still breathing, I can't go yet How I'ma look your mama in the face and tell her? "It was just the wrong time, right place" Let her, know she got someone that she can call on We talked about making a dig, now that's all gone We go back so long, came up so fast Not thinking about the future, just tonight's block bash Until the day I end up dead I'ma give em hell down here I bring my thing everywhere I come from where niggas don't care In Southside Jamaica, It's a do or die thing Police ain't refereeing, you in our ring I hope wherever you are you're living like a king Motherfuck a car, a broad, or the bling I miss you and I... [Hook] (x2) Woke up in the morning with my mind on the murder Thinking about the get back, and pushing your shit back Woke up in the morning with my mind on the murder Mind on the 187 Woke up in the morning with my mind on the murder Thinking about the get back, and pushing your shit back Woke up in the morning with my mind on the murder Mind on the 187