Mystikal - Murder 2 lyrics

(Muthaf**in murderer) Muthaf**in murderer Murdered my sister Come on dey tryin ta tell a b**h to Take it ta dat n***a Get dat muthaf**in wit a terrormizer Make dat muthaf**er feel what 'Chelle felt Havin a 40 when she was well to bring them tears ta her eyes f** the fusses and the fights Why'd she have to die Couldn't been able to pull evil away from me so god damn early I tried ta tell her dat n***a was bad news but she ain't heard me Fact was dat she loved dis b**h But she found love on da graveyard shift And all these large muthaf**as quicklifters spliffs wit dem Found my baby stiff She ain't deserve dat sh** n***a you couldn't of n***a you wouldn't of Put yo hand on a woman Who happened ta be my sister Can't say I won't miss her But I won't forget ya Get dat b**h for every time dat he hit ya He gonna pay for what he did to ya Murderer! (Chorus x3) MUTHAfu*kIN MURDERER! (Verse-2) What possesed a n***a to hurt 100% black queen so verbal n***a you lost your f**in life when you took her bro Took her from brothers and her baby mother from her But if I happen to see you god yo a** gon burn like the summer You don't give a f** about a sister A sister was yo victim f** he said he did it What the f** you mean you can't convict him f** it I'll get him I'll be da n***a ta deal wit him And cut him and split him and reverse dat feelin Commit multiple sinnins under my ceilin The paper said dat's racist to her tribute Were they at the k**in But after havin first born ta make him my first blood n***a you took off from my f**in close friends and first cuz What's the problem is my partna She was cool wit him His by the beat multiplied cuz B she went to school wit him But never the less rest my Sweet sister If I'm about ta handle this buisness Get that thing and kiss your picture Get me farther he done pulled me in dat water I got ta get dat b**h for what he did to my mama daughter Never dreamed he be da one ta hurt her She died in bloody murder Murder! (Chorus x4) (Verse-3) And to the tick-tock of the wee hour sh** started ta get sour She was k**ed by that f**in coward How could nothin Take so much and No more wuzzupin No more huggin But his conscience knows the truth so he f**ed up and My memory is what was left So to that I clutchin She was takin out of your reach now you can't touch her Unfortunatly also taken away from us so We gotta suffer Damn we down ta the last supper Gotta hustle Feelin my album shake the devil Reconstruct this muthaf**a I never slowed down jus throwed down like I know how But I do like she would have wanted me to do it I still can't beleive I lost her in the worst way She died wearin my very first T-shirt on my birthday Now what the f** I'm s'posed ta celebrate For the celebratin bout ta gun his a** But I got in my pad a little too late Everybody got a role dey must play No power wit da pray But this muthaf**a gotta pay There be no frickin exscuse for what you done Even ignored him when he started stealin from me Cuz dem was crumbs A rain drop to a river, huh A sin to a christian A holla to a whisper She wuz the sole reason that I got along wit ya But I'ma never heal from the scars of what you did to my sister Murderer! (Chorus til fade)