D.J. Paul - Murder On My Mind lyrics

[Intro: Bizzy Bone (DJ Paul)] You already know Bone Thug is in the building (Da Mafia 6ix up in here) Put your motherf**ing lighters in the air (Yeah) Fully automatic b**h I put a bullet in your head (It's bout to go down, the world been waitin on this) (Mafia 6, Bone, SpaceGhostPurrp, J-Green, let's go) [Bridge: SpaceGhostPurrp] Murder on my f**ing mind, I think about it all the time Murder on my f**ing mind, I think about it all the time [Hook x2: SpaceGhostPurrp] Gone up off that sh** my n***a, don't you know I'm f**ed up? Run up on you with that nine, I don't f** with bustas Gone up off that sh** my n***a, don't you know I'm f**ed up? Run up on you with that nine, I don't f** with bustas [Verse 1: DJ Paul] I got Glocks, Tec-9s Shoot you in your motherf**ing face These haters better run Cause I'm gunning automatic with a extra clip on my waist These n***as bout to beat it Chop 'em with the choppa, get the chalk up in the body bag Body bag, body bag, we some hood n***as, we ain't got a body bag Put his a** in a motherf**ing glad bag To be honest I'm really glad his a** dead Bout to go and do the same to his mom and dad Ring the door bell, like I got somethin' to tell Soon as he answers send their a** straight to hell They ain't had sh** to do with it, oh well! But b**h shoot up your jaws that ain't f**ing tell If I'm mad at one than I'm grabbing my gun And a motherf**in body gon' be there [Hook] [Verse 2: Bizzy Bone] Half of these n***as they don't put in any rhyme Laugh at these n***as, they don't put in any time Put a foot up in yo a**, I put a gun in every line Fully automatic stepping to the static every time Take you n***as every time, subliminal the criminal When everybody dies, see the spirit [?] If the spirit should be mine, I'mma fight up in this mothaf**a Riot in this mothaf**a, k**ing every enemy I see Gimme my nine, hit 'em with the kinda little bullets that'll duck you from the bridges to the pond [?] fence to the zig zag line Get tense, I'm relentless, I put a bullet in his mind Not a bully but I'm tough from the grit and the grime n***as slick, n***as slime, n***as crip, they can die With a k** switch, k** sh**, how you wanna deal with it? Elevator, come in that motherf**er, for real n***a [Hook] [Verse 3: Gangsta Boo] b**hes better duck from the buckin' of the double barrel Pump plus a trunk for a n***a that'll slip n***as know the business when I'm all in Memphis Never love a rookie s**er, take a n***a grip when I rip Ain't that right? Skinny Pimp told you hoes before Crazy as a motherf**er, n***a ye ain't know? You better ask the last f** [?] I catch a charge, kickin' her down, yeah straight through the floor k**, first forty-eight all up in my mind Six six six, see it all up in the sky SpaceGhostPurrp all black on with the mask on You can tell a k**er lookin' in his eyes Mafia Six with the Evil sh** Burn a n***a body, drop it in a ditch Ain't no way you can win when the devil walks in Devil's daughter yeah I'm up in this b**h [Verse 4: Koopsta Knicca] Please don't worry, her pant drop Make yo b**h go flesh knob Make this to a murder plot We back up in the hood then f** yo God Gangbang until you envision the Christ, mane And put you in the sack until it's day lit Hitlist, Nigel, Lucifer, Satan Who got to k** you b**hes Christian shizzit breaks my heart Come look at the stars Then I'm bucking every single [Verse 5: Krayzie Bone] Money owed, so it's murder on my mind Finger itchin' on the trigger of my nine millimeter I'm a k**er if the murder make me richer You'll for certain be the victim if it make a n***a skrilla, gorilla Hit you with the guerrilla crimes I haven't ever really been a friend of mine Hustle hard through the fall, spring, summer, winter time Sip a lotta Henn', hit the weed, sniff a line Now I'm ready, let's go Now I'm on my Superman grind Money burstin' out tha pocket so my heater, may it shine But let's face it, every time a n***a made it You got the jealous tryna to take it So you gotta s**er shake it, shake 'em off Finna stay strapped you may have to break a bone Wanna play Bone? Somebody gotta pay the cost Gotta get mine, I can't afford to take a loss Even if that means it's murder [?] on the scene [?] build a fire at the party, everybody can bleed They can die, they can die They can die, they can die, die It's like I been 'em and put venom in 'em And then I'm on a n***a, k** 'em till I'm finished wit 'em Finished wit 'em One for the gun, two for redrum, murder Three, see them bleed Four, never coming back no more, more, more He dead, he dead, he dead He never coming back no more, more, more This is your life, we will not let you breathe no more RedruM, redruM, redruM RedruM, redruM, redruM [Outro: DJ Paul] Six hundred and sixty six, six hundred and sixty six Six hundred and 666, six hundred and 666 (x2)