Meez - Murda lyrics

[Intro] You dead... You startin' from the top? Yo, Mittee 'ze murda Everyone you heard of Yeah, talk my sh** Sippin' my juice Just tryna get loose [Verse 1] Yo, the crowd has to love him, they feel a deep lyrical acupuncture I'm spiritual as a nun but I drink 'til my bladder ruptures Rollin' blunts as fat as nunchucks and weed so good It make you wanna slap your mother, here have another hit You want some chips, bags in the cupboard, I have it covered The fact you love us, the reason why we gettin' fatter stomachs We got, that hip-hop soul, and we got that g-funk sh** yeah Let's have a function, bring, none of that f** sh** I belong in some imprisonment, no regards for the innocent Undisciplined, I'm sinnin' wit' a pen Damn I claimed to be a Christian, I ain't prayed in a minute Been shootin' and stabbin', going against all the Ten Commandments Wish, good luck on the youngin' I, need to get saved like a, buck on a budget I thank God for this empty stomach What would I do if I wasn't, lyrically thuggin' Bustin' sluggers at your cousin, motherf**er [Hook] Murda, murda, Cozz causin' murda k**in' off everyone you heard of n***a f** around, put a price on your head Claimin' that you rap and you dead Murda, murda, Cozz causin' murda k**in' off everything you heard of n***a f** around, put a price on your head You should get a day job instead [Verse 2] I'm going from the underdog to an elite More like the industry make me another dog up on a leash Cozz cause war when he speak I was born with sk**s, but we don't ever wanna cause, war and k** We just some refugees tryna climb these Lauryn hills But I can be Tyson with my right hand And carve words that cut nerves like a knife can I spit like I'm pissed but I'm aiight man Cause I'm the sh**, you're a peon like a f**in white man That's why, ya'll be stressed, I puff the best Still a '90s mahf**a, high, watchin' Recess and Kenan & Kel Young Libra so I was keepin' the scale Weed was for sale, the cops wanna see him in jail cause [Hook] Murda, murda, Cozz causin' murda k**in' off everyone you heard of n***a f** around, put a price on your head Claimin' that you rap and you dead Murda, murda, Cozz causin' murda k**in' off everything you heard of n***a f** around, put a price on your head You should get a day job instead [Outro] Yo, this for the n***as in the city, claimin' they on top but they sh**ty I'll give you a shot to the head, I'll take a shot of the Henny Y'all really know what's up, you and this liquor got me so f**ed up