Kendrick Lamar - Murder lyrics

Starin' at Marilyn Monroe's silhouette while smokin' my first cigarette Listenin' to Marvin ask his father about his d**h How you shoot a n***a out, then shoot a n***a out? Dead bodies in my dreams, Bob Marley on my couch Pa** me the blunt, he was smokin' when he died You really think Elvis Presley committed suicide? I don't It's either k** or you be k**ed Ten pints of blood per human, ain't no refills One thing about us humans, n***a, we k** Turkeys, chickens, pigs, each other, f** us, we will Take a life, lethal injection or free will Tookie got murdered by the pigs, f** did he k**? That ain't none of my business, though But I'm the type of motherf**er make it his business, so Open the book and turn that page It reads Arthur Ashe died from aids, no That's murder, n***a Murder Gunfire, d**h is so quiet, ask why, tell 'em it's Murder The sun rise then hide by grey skies, that cry sounds like Murder Murder, murder, murder, murder Murder, murder, murder, murder Malcolm X standing on that stage It was staged for him to see that gauge Murder, n***a Doctor King outside that room Who knew that he would die that soon? That's murder, n***a JFK sittin' in that drop He waved goodbye, then they blew off his top It's murder, n***a Diddy seen Big, and Suge watched Pac They both was ridin' pa**enger when they got shot, it's murder Who the f** k**ed Michael Jackson, his physician? He died slow in his music, you ain't really listen Now his daughter gettin' slapped by his sister And that's probably gon' k** they mama So I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, I'm sorry Ms. Houston, sissy Might shed a tear but ain't no sissy 'Cause Whitney's still with me And her d**h kinda hurt a n***a So let's get back to talkin' 'bout murder, n***a John Lennon got shot in the back And Paul McCartney couldn't do sh** 'bout that 'Cause it was murder, n***a Listen, this ain't about you and me It's about Trayvon Martin and Huey P. And how they shot down Sam Cooke Twelve years of school and it ain't in one damn book Lee Harvey Oswald 'bout to serve a sentence From the crowd comes a revolver That's murder, n***a Murder Gunfire, d**h is so quiet, ask why, tell 'em it's Murder The sun rise then hide by grey skies, that cry sounds like Murder Murder, murder, murder, murder Murder, murder, murder, murder Gaspin' for air, n***as cling on Tryin' to fight the inevitable, sing on You hear that fat lady warmin' up? The end came without a warning, huh? Them n***as real with them rags on n***as get k**ed 'bout them flags, homes The Game told you what the play was So it don't matter what you say, cuz Say Blood, these n***as livin' what they die by You out here playin' while these n***as doin' drive-bys If murder was the case that they gave Snoop Then how the f** you thinking they gon' save you? Them n***as played you You doin' stand up You a comedian there, boy, get your hands up Don't turn this to a 1-8-7 I have you leanin' on the stairway to Heaven Spittin' blood, these are tales from the hood Suicide sound quicker, but a murder sounds good Wish a motherf**er would try to play me like a toy You get a bullet in your motherf**in' head, homeboy The people sayin' that a drug overdose k**ed Hendrix They bullsh**ted, tt was murder Or a plane crash k**ed Otis Redding That's how they said it, but it was murder The cops k** us at alarming rates They point they guns at the ones they hate If Bin Laden brought the World Trade down Then how the f** did he die just now? Murder, murder Murder Murder k** k** They k**in' motherf**ers still And I'm just tellin' y'all the real n***a, murder murder murder n***a, k** k** k** For real Murder Gunfire, d**h is so quiet, ask why, tell 'em it's Murder The sun rise then hide by grey skies, that cry sounds like Murder Murder, murder, murder, murder Murder, murder, murder, murder