Real murder lyrics
by J Dilla
(KBS JT)
Aye yea, f*ck pus*y n*ggas
Nd f*ck Jah pus*y n*gga, f*ck tupac
I was dat n*gga dat killed 2pac
f*ck n*ggas
Im the type of n*gga to make the curb bite itself
Chop apart your face sh*t can't be good for your health
I dont even be killin' for wealth
I just be killin' them cus in life i dont know what else
I can be doin' dummy, On the track goin' stewpid dummy
Razerblade to your baby sister crib then slit that sh*t dummy
My knife stay rusty so I can cut your wrist get you real sick
Im real sick, Got a real clip that rip apart happy families
Last time I got a lil mad you ain't heard from me
Just murder spree, Murder spree, Thats all I n*gga tryna do
Jah playin too much like I might need you murder you too
b*tch n*gga, b*tch n*gga, b*tch n*gga
I pop yo head off yo nеck nd stab your b*tch, n*gga
Dont give a f*ck I was born up in the six n*gga
Wherе we all carry nines and go ballistic n*gga
Zion playin' talkin bout body slammin'
Show you where my bodies stayin' under my basement
And n*ggas playin' on the gram thinkin that I won't say sh*t
I dream bout killin n*ggas everyday on vacation
n*ggas crushin' on Instagram, "What's up, JT?" Lil' n*gga, you gay
Put that sh*t on Famous Sally, If I f*cked I would slap Coi Leray
You could barely chew the food you got, why put beef on your plate?
Chop off yo di*k nd put yo own meat in your face
Boom-boom-blaow, yeah, just bust a left and then keep straight
Bust a right, turn in the 'partments, hit the light, drive through the gate
BK, this where it get fun, you get to use that rusty K
I member at the mobile shootin' all day, Hope I hit mo den one n*gga
Pull the gun trigga watch him bleed nd laugh
I been in the past relivin those days I was catched
Next time I might crash, stay sober so I remember his last
Step out the car when I say go, follow my lead, you better quake (BK)
Just left that county, I can't go back
Four walls to myself, demons talk to me, feel like Kodak (Hah)
Crackers want me locked up, Newport f*ckin' up my lungs (BK)
Day1 got my back, Tim stick beside me like some gum
\Hah, incarcerated, I can't sleep
Every time I close my eyes, see nothin' but gunshots in my dreams (Hah)
They think that I'm f*cked up, 2Pac told me not to leave
Man f*ck 2Pac bald ugly n*gga, hit him wit 2glocks dummy n*gga
f*ck errybody else too n*gga how im coming thru n*gga
Ian f*ck wit faggot n*ggas, low hangin' draggin' n*ggas
f*ck mexican, Beaner n*ggas, Besides miguel he chillin, n*gga
I ain't ate sh*t since I got here, let alone thought 'bout some sleep
n*ggas think they safe, I'm out on bond ridin' round with dirty heat
Told him not to run, soon as we caught him, Salt blade cut his feet
Y'all n*ggas know BK retarded
We cut off his tongue, then made a chain for dissin' Mari (Yeah)