Messy Murder Scenes

[Verse 1]

Lil nigga heavy metal messy murder scene

He ain't a factor beef with him don't concern the team

Currently chasing currency with urgency

Mozzy stamp tatted in the flesh this shit permanently

Run tell them them diss records ain't disturbing me

I just did back to back shows and hit for 33

The blood money burgundy killa count the murder fee

Probably gotta pay you in 20's if that's preferably

A sucka died I love the nigga that murdered him

Another sucka died I love the nigga that murdered him

Tip toed through the crowd started squirting him

Should've seen how fast they got that boy to the emergency

Noodle your own noggin you ain't heard of me

Brother say there more big hits after the surgery

Even when a crash dummy die we take it personally

Imma keep purchasing bodies until they murder me

Homicide, picking up the shells from the murder scene

Word to the shooter gang you'll never get a word from me

Learned to buss down the bag spitters before I learned to read

Went to class smelling like gas and I ain't learned a thing

It was me Germa Skeme, June, Ru and Kill Bill

Killa plan point scoring points that's a real drill

Really in the field for real

Talking about for real for real

Free the gang bang them niggas looking for a better deal

Never fold never will never told never will

I swear the homies will get ya just like your family will

Fuck the crackers, what the fuck is 100 years?

Brodie just wrote me they tryna break him but never will

It's hard to chill, I've been chasing this chili yo

Killas on that transfer slither up with the give and go

Dope smoke cookie crumbles tickle your nose

Ye ain't hold it down while I was down you niggas is hoes

It be like fake the new real I suppose

Talking like he Gotti and he ain't bodied a soul

Nigga talking like he balling on god and he really broke

This that middle of the Arden Mall gold niggas know

Gang behind the gates got niggas switching them flows

Squeezing ham and cheese got niggas switching they low

30 pack and the pole know I'm back on the road

Dripping in the latest fashion on these faggot ass hoes

Frustrated in granny house like I gotta get on

Still yelling this zilla zoe shit gotta live on

Top of the morn the hooker made the drop on her own

Adding up the guap smoking on this chop that I rolled

Frustrated in granny house like gotta get on

Still yelling this zilla zoe shit you gotta live on

Top of the morn the hooker made the drop on her own

Adding up this guap chiefing on this chop that I rolled

There's pots on the stove long line of knocks at the door

They purchase 20 or better when they knock at the door

My momma and them know they had the same problem before

Deposit is 4 for every show I'm popping lil woe

Stay out them trenches is vicious they'll lock on your throat

Lock all them doors it's slimy had to stock up on poles

Minding my own and saw all kinda commas and o's

Diamonds and gold I promise these the finest of clothes

Them niggas will suck your dick if that's the price to get on

Mozzy king of the city title rightfully owned

Beathy the only real shooter came from the zone

He was gutta gas stars they don't tell me I'm wrong

And inhaling this dope vow not to tell on a soul

Blood stupid they can tell us his load

Another easy score to each his own

They gotta keep it it ain't a secret

The last nigga died leaking that's on Jesus

Dress his body up in something decent

We really putting life before the cement

Tighten up your defence

Real motivation on some street shit

Reevaluate who you eat with

We don't do the sneak diss

Killers sweep through and have the streets lit

Guala gang you know the whole team lit

Slouching in the beam lit

Google the shooters I usually be with

Records indicate niggas cheese shit

Easy shit

Messy murder scene

Lil nigga and heavy metal messy murder scene

Messy murder scene

Lil nigga and heavy metal messy murder scene