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cusax - murder scene (solo version) كلمات أغنية

[intro]
yo

[verse 1]
take the game by my fingertips
wipin’ off these fingerprints
mic is on these rhyme schemes
write in chalk like crime scenes
if i’m about to blow up nagasaki
you better be certain to knowin’ my hobby
a bomb in the sky is blazin’, almost atomic annihilation
if it’s a murder, i’m flockin’ to pleadin’ the fifth
know what i did and i murdered this sh_t
throw me in prison so i can release
sl!ck with my bribe to the hip_hop police
do it again, yeah, do it again
second album is already sent
lookin’ me up while i’m on the ascent
labеl on lockdown, k!ll ’em again
look at me like “cusa, go and just f_ck ‘еm up”
i’m lookin back like, i know that the f_ck is up
i don’t know what the f_ck is up with all of this
i’ma just chalk up to i am a baller, b_tch
you incompetent, you gonna flop for this
i’m gonna pull up to the game like you lost the sh_t
spin a record on my name for the f_ck of it
’bout to stick a razor blade in your socket, b_tch
gonna stuka dive, and if you survive
gonna make another pass and euthanize
everybody gets to say a few goodbyes
this my hip_hop homicide
i confess to no more, no less
total carnage, go for the neck
’til my plan goes full effect
pay the fine, bounce the check
[chorus]
what it’s about to be?
nothin’ but another murder scene
nothin’ but another day to die for the game
another day to lie on my grave, like
what it’s about to be?
nothin’ but another murder scene
nothin’ but another day to die for the game
another day to lie on my grave, like

[verse 2]
can’t catch what ain’t there, g
put a stoked motherf_cker in therapy
if i’m in a bodybag, i’ll tear_free
can’t really f_ckin’ think i’m a mortal being
got a tight grip on the knife, took a whole year just to take to the mic
what’s more than laying another verse like i never left?
except i’m ant_man, i’ve never been
leave no evidence, makin’ you irrelevant
try to pray to god, i’mma k!ll the reverend
tryna make a scene, i’mma make one different
coming out the dark in the suit like stunna man
where’s champyg when you need him?
b_tch you need a ride like i’m dre with the weed
i need another gun cuz the 9 need a mag
plus clipping off your arm with a knife is a drag
i need the bag now, empty the cash, or you cash out
criminal, [?], till you back bow to the guy or you back down
welcome to the real intro, my new tape was a fake one though
look into the eyes, see a great big soul
it’s a motherf_ckin’ psychopath in these bones
you’ve never been to the dark, i saw the shadows all loom through the fog
thinking it’s morning, well look at the clock
spinning in circles like something is wrong
i’m walking up with the blade in my palm
bring up your phone, tryna sound the alarm
dial the cops with some screaming, some yelling
look in the eyes of a lyrical felon, you’re gone
[chorus]
what it’s about to be?
nothin’ but another murder scene
nothin’ but another day to die for the game
another day to lie on my grave, like
what it’s about to be?
nothin’ but another murder scene
nothin’ but another day to die for the game
another day to lie on my grave, like

- cusax

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