Papoose - You Can't Murder Me lyrics

(feat. Murder Mook) I want everybody to pay real close attention, don't get it twisted No man can murder Papoose, and I'ma show it I trade places with dead poets I never disrespect the dead, I'm keepin' them livin' 'cuz when all of them died, they took apart of me wit them You can't murder me, 6 millions way to die You can't murder me, but I ain't afraid know why How you gon' k** Papoose, he already took a fall They shot the side of his car, my name Biggie Smalls Listen duke, throwin' rappers off a roof Bullet proof, disappearin' with my troops In a tinted out lex coup, read my lips I'll finish you Metaphorically I'm too lyrical How you gon' k** Papoose, he already took shots They k**ed him in Las Vegas, my name 2Pac I ain't a k**ah but don't trip Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin rich How you gon' k** Papoose, he already faced his d**h A tricknologist k**ed him, my name Malcolm X A eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth Honor before money, loyal till you salute Take mines I'll take yours, revenge is a must We ain't land on the hood, the hood landed on us I never disrespect the dead, I'm keepin' them livin' 'cuz when all of them died, they took apart of me with them You can't murder me, 6 millions way to die You can't murder me, but I ain't afraid know why How you gon' k** Papoose, he already dead you dumb He went back to the essence, my name Big Pun I grip the fifth, and I'm slippin' the clip And I'm hittin' the strip, wit the triggas I'm clickin' it I'm splittin' yo wig wit it How you gon' k** Papoose, the angels took him in the sky He lost his life in queens, my name Freaky Ty The life styles of the thugs n' the gangstas Some die like a g, some die wa*kstas How you gon' k** Papoose, he already seen a casket He pa**ed away, my name 'Ol Dirty ba*tard Shame on a n***a who try to get a name on a n***a Buck wild wit the trigga And how you gon' try to k** Papoose, he died before he excel Lost his life tragically, my name Big L Listen spark up the backwood, n' pa** the crys Make it quick money grip, or yo a** is hiss I never disrespect the dead, I'm keepin' them livin' 'cuz when all of them died, they took apart of me wit them You can't murder me, 6 millions way to die You can't murder me, but I ain't afraid know why How you gon' k** Papoose, he already pa**ed away He died in queens, my name Jam Master Jay Peter piper picked pebbles, but Pap rapped rhymes Y'all co*k blockin', I co*k nines Tell me how you gon' k** Papoose, he already dead you stupid He died as a black panther, my name Huey Newton We got the constitution the rights to bare arms Ya'll wear clothes, we wear chrons Tell me how you gon' k** Papoose, he died with a lot of sk**s He lost his life in Brooklyn, my name Half a Mil Some n***a's blood, is some n***a's crip Some n***a's bid, is some n***a's snitch How you gon' k** Papoose, he already dead so stop He died back in the days, my name Scott La Rock I'm criminal minded, you been lyin' Talkin' bout your j**els you ice less How you gon' k** Papoose, he already dead my friend He lost his life tragically, my name Soldier Slim Slow motion for me, slow motion for me Bloods keep bangin' for me, crips keep loc'in for me One in a million like a lea ray charge Open ya eyes, try to see me you chasin' waterfalls like Left Eye You can't k** Papoose, when you spit the same sh** You switch n slang quick, I'm Rick James b**h I never disrespect the dead, I'm keepin' them livin' 'cuz when all of them died, they took apart of me with them You can't murder me, 6 millions way to die You can't murder me, but I ain't afraid know why You can't murder me