Beat Produced By: DJ HOPPA(Funk Volume)
Written, Recorded & Mastered By: J-$k**z
"Murda" For Funk Volume's "Don't f** Up Our Beats 6(DFUOB6)"
(Laughing)
Verse:
Funk Volume!
I Could Never f** Up Your Beat
Hop In And Sin
Like Every Motherf**er On This Planet
Say 7 Hail Marys
Hope The Lord Forgive Me
Livin' The Best I Can- Survivin' In Any Climate
From The Murder Capitol- Flint Michigan
Say My Name 3 Times Like The Candy Man
$k**z k** You In The Bad Lands
I'm A Bad Man With A Master Plan
And A k**ers State Of Mind
Murder Mitten On My Right Hand
I Plead The 5th!
With A Machete And O.J.'s Other Mit
Chasin' b**hes With Switches
Itchin' To Leave You f**in' s*uts Wide Open
Bleeding All Over The Place-
Chalk Outlined
With No Suspects The Only Clue They Gots
From A DJ Named HOPPA
Screamin' His Signatures Signs A "Money Sign $"-
Just Like They Say "Money k**z"
As I Circle Round-
And Shoot The Son Of A Snitch
Hired To Pry In My Business
Supply The Dope Beats
Then Hollerin' Wolf To The Sheep
When These f*ggots Sleep On My sh**
They Have Nightmares Of Satan
f**in' That Ass As He Blares My sh**
Screamin' f** You f*ggots
Devilish Lines With Devilish Minds
Your Soul Is Mine
Motherf**er- Get Over Here
Remember You Signed The Dotted Line
You Can Never Leave
Trapped In The Matrix Feelin' Like The f**in' Ground Hog Day
Turn On The Radio Keep Hearing The Same Ol' sh**
Murder This, k** That, k** Her, f** Him, f** Her, f** Him
Damn J-
You Should Prolly Chill Smoke A Blunt
And Get Drunk f** Some Strange
WHY? So I Can End Up Like You Guys?
Why Lie And Sugar Coat The sh**
Yeah I Smoke, Yeah I Drink
But I Don't Jump Behind The Wheel
Like A f**in' Idiot Who Don't Give A sh**
The Problem Is I Care- And I Know
Some Of You Really Just Don't Give A f**
I Spit That "Ether"
You Motherf**ers Just Don't Care
Or Give A f** Ether Way
So I Flip The Coin Like Two-Face
Harvey Dent Luck- I Make My Own!
Call A Motherf**in' Model b**h And Eat Her Out
Lure Her Between My Sheets And Freak Her Out
Like A Vampire I Smell Blood-
Red Bull I Got Wings
From The FLI To FV
The Only f**s I Give Are To Pussies For Free
Cruisin' Down The Block In A Motherf**in' 68' Bird
Bumpin' Swizzz Lookin' For Some Fish
That Me And Hop Can Get In-
And Sin With In Motherf**in' Jarren Basement
And Were Havin' Smoked Out Conversations
With Dizzy- Dizzy- Dizzy Wright
About Whats Right Or Wrong
As I'm Recording This
Turn Up!
HAHA
2014