King 810 - Murder Murder Murder lyrics

Father what's the issue with your children They're acting like they're convinced that I won't f**ing k** them They act like I'm like them and I'm not one in a billion I am the devil's son I have no f**ing feelings Your skin tightens up at the sight of a k**ing My conscience has given up saying how I should be living And I know I need to change and I'm ready god willing But I gave more than I took I only took the cards they were dealing Would you k** You say you can you say you will Are you real Are you ready for that cage of cold steel My soul is scattered across the streets of my city it's in pieces It's fed upon by roaches and the rats and the leeches I've participated in murder its left me sleepless So I put my hands together I kneel and I pray to Jesus sponsored links You should pray too Pray that this jams up cause I've done this before I don't clam up Get on the floor put your motherf**ing hands up God make room I'm about to send a man up Would you k** You say you can you say you will Are you real Are you ready for that cage of cold steel Are you tough That ain't enough You gotta rust every place that I touch Would you k** You say you can you say you will I've been under the knife been in front of the gun I have no fear We don't turn and run where I'm from we shoot our way out of here And I've been to hell and back confined And I grit my teeth and do my time And I watch this world just pa** me by And I just sit and wonder why Everything that I touch dies Place pennies in both of my eyes This place is eating me alive