qxb & mouseonnabeat murder watch şarkı sözleri

Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Cooking up some music like a chef stirring the fucking pot Tryna make it out before somebody try to take my spot Said I wasn't fire so I had to turn it up a notch Killing all these beats they oughta put my ass on murder watch Got me on murder, watch murder in B Send me a train over D.A.D Know that shit gone, know that shit dead Free my dawgs, lost to the feds Shit, they been gone, all I see is red They're heavenly on my words, full of lead Ain't entertainin', shit been gettin' cropped instead What the f*ck, keep sayin' I'ma say my head F*ck who ain't with us, gettin' shit without him Only with my niggas, I knew from the bottom You tell him he's dead, how the f*ck he ever die Been fully awake, gotta keep a snitchin' spout We steppin' on beats like a doorman Like Mousy, nigga, we need more, man 'Cause every track I been evolving All gas, no brakes, goin' all in And I'm in the booth, murder on my mind You ain't gotta tell me I'm one of a kind Mic as your case, on the track I slide On the way up, inexpensive high rises On the way up, so I'm increasin' my prices Flat pockets, made it out of that crisis I don't say it much, but I know I'm the nicest Terrorize the beat, bitch, I feel like I'm Isis I'm 101, you cannot carbon copy me Line up my body, I murder every beat Murder instrumental or enemy Steppin' on anything, steppin' up to me F*ck it, you just nigga, f*ck your energy Ain't no competition, no, no threat to me Ain't no opposition, never sweatin' me You wanna see a murder, just hand me a beat Cooking up some music like a chef Stirring in the fucking pot Tryna make it out before somebody Try to take my spot Said I wasn't fire, so I had to So I didn't turn it up Filling all these beats, they oughta put my ass on the at 24 Looking up some music like a chef Staring in the fucking pot Tryna make it up before somebody Tried to take my spine Said I wasn't fired, so I had to So I didn't turn it up Filling all these beats, they oughta put my ass on the at 24 Lock me up and throw away the key 'Cause when I'm out I'm finna murder every track and every beat Y'all ain't seen nothing yet, got some tricks right up my sleeve And the way I killed this song they finna charge me first degree No I cannot help it when I'm in the zone It's better if I just record all alone When I'm in the booth, my words turn to fire It burn all your flesh and it turn you to bones Now that I'm wanted yeah I gotta flee Show me the money we don't rap for free And the way I be killing these beats My lawyer told me my nigga just cop you a plea When I hop on the track it's a homicide If I call up my niggas they gonna ride If I call up the gang they gonna slide If a beat comes my way then it's gonna die Y'all been talking and talking and talking and talking that shit So I turned it up a notch Now I'm killing I'm killing I'm killing I'm killing these beats And they got me on murder watch Cooking up some music like a chef stirring a fucking pot Trying to make it up before somebody try to take my spot Said I wasn't fired so I had to turn up and turn it up Killing all these beats they oughta put my ass on murder watch Cooking up some music like a chef stirring a fucking pot Trying to make it up before somebody try to take my spot Said I wasn't fired so I had to turn it up and turn it up Killing all these beats they oughta put my ass on murder watch
Sanatçı: QXB & MouseOnnaBeat
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