Verbal Murder lyrics

by

Mic Righteous


[Intro]
Every rapper claims to be a problem 'till they see one
Gee I'm a f*cking problem I don't even want to be one
I felt a beat up running uniques with a tree trunk
Go home and put my feet up oh no look what I've become

[Hook X2]
Imma murderer
Imma murder ya
Imma murder ya
Murder dum dum dum

[Verse 1]
It's straight murder
No bats no burners
I'm the plastic surgeon
Take two faces stick 'em together with a [?]
Imagine what is running through my head when I word this
Personally I don't want to be a different person
It's been a long day
I [?] to take a p*ss don't take it the wrong way
These industry b*tches are afraid to take a risk
You make me sick, like I came in the game to deliberately ruin sh*t
They say be carful who you choose to diss, and if this applies to you, well you can chew my di*k
Industry folk think they know me as Mic so for you to say you know me well thats only a lie
I feel like I know no one cause there's no one in sight
It's only me, no one else is in control of my life right, It's all mine, mine, mine
Imma ride until I die I die, die, die
[Verse 2]
Ugh, we cut ties with sharp knives it's our time
Why pass the mic?
f*ck the charts they never gave me a chance to shine, me a chance to rap, we are artifacts
Mic will give an [?] a heart attack
f*ck sitting on my ass it's for my hardest fans, the ones I had when I started rappin'
You know actors ain't got half my passion, not even a fraction to match it, it's ashes to ashes

[Hook]

[Outro}
Straight murder no bats no burners I'm the plastic surgeon [X2]
Verbal murder no bats no burners I'm the plastic surgeon [X2]
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