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