[C-Murder]
As I wake up and look into the motherf**ing mirror
I realize I'm staring into the eyes of a k**er
C-Murder who I be, TRU be my click
My mind's on k**ing but in the process I'm getting rich
As I walk out the crackhouse strapped
With my bulletproof vest cause I can't live with no bullets up in my chest
I'm a soldier, b**h I told ya
With a shot from the Calliop to the Magnolia
Cause it's a known fact that I sell crack
You f** with me I'll smoke your a** like cuz smoked this track
Beeper blowin I gots to apprehend my drug money
But I see popo's in the car and commence to running
This cuz I knew keeps his rocks up in a skittles bag
n***a I'll be a little late but have my cash
Jumped in the caddilac and hit I-10
Got on the mobile lemme see which hoe I'm gonna go up in
co*ked my weapon cause I ain't got no time for no bullsh**
Ready to k** one of these hoes jealous a** boyfriend
n***a, don't hate me cause I'm getting head while I'm smoking weed
And when I'm done I'll fix a sandwich and I'm outie G
?????? I ain't workin with it all
I blame that sh** on spending half of my life behind bars
The fedz talkin bout, no limit full of drug dealers
But h*mocide know C-Murder is a born k**er
Chorus
They say I'm a drug dealer
But look into the eyes of this motherf**ing k**er x2
My mind playin tricks cause um, I think some dope missing
Time to check my crackhouse cause something fishy
And I ain't taking no shorts n***a ask Silkk
I'm known to fold a n***a head like a f**in quilt
Call bye cause I smell a f**in murder coming
No limit soldiers bout to have this f**in party jumping
Infared on AK's for a better aim
T-Shirt, bulletproof vest cause, uh, bullets gots no name
Cause six deep is how we mob
Time for a 187, a motherf**ing h*mocide
They put another x up on my tatooes
Laughing as another n***a sing the blues
Like Frank Nino, I feel funeral homes make a n***a wish they kept thier
Motherf**in a** home
You can take me to jail b**h, but that's dumb
Cause the witness will never make it to the motherf**ing courtroom
I'm legendary ask them hoes, see, they be loving
I'm not 2pac but uh, I'll still be thugging
Cause dope, p**y and money is what I live for
Besides my family, that's something I'll k** for
Disrespect my click, and you will feel a
Blast from this motherf**ing natural born k**a
Chorus x4