- Russ Murder Me 歌詞
- Russ
- Hello Mom and Dad
Waddup Frank
You wanted me to do this right?
Yah, do it
Waddup Gianna
[Verse 1: Russ]
Communicating while anonymous doesnt accomplish too much
So imma get this fucking platform, keep on talkin my stuff
Reachin everybody
From the South Side of Atlanta
To the place Im more familiar with but I paint panoramas
Thatll make you trip like I love Lucy
By the way I took a trip and I love Lucy
She introduced me to the truth
I wrap a noose around your boss real quick
Kick his stool out, and make his boss boss feel it
And nah my balls dont fit
In the palm of my hands
So dont ask me to grab em,
I let em hang Im the man
Fuck spelling it out
Im yelling it out
Yall flip then you flip
Youre not hip youre not hop
Im just a product of listenin
To washed up artists submittin
Feeble attempts to stay on
So all that garbage your givin
Is getting you thrown out
Im thrown, leave me alone Im in my zone now
Too many clowns
Diemon is full of lions its time to roam now
And my life, is a good book
Bugus, rollin good kush
Never house a bitch
Because they bite and bark, woof woof
Look, look
The world is pulling me down Im about to push push
And let the visions in my head pull my sled
Balto, mush mush
Yall lay beneath the tush tush
And your pockets stay empty
Because your mouth is full of pussy
Go dive in ambition
Swim around in some talent
Bust a nut full of visions
Then hit it again with some passion
And get it crackin like the sea monster
I see monsters with all that
Fee -fi-foh-fum
But yall aint scarin no one so just fall back
Because its D-I-E-M-O-N
Till the motherfucking world ends
And Im probably where your girl is
[Hook: 2Pac ]
Now them same motherfuckers wanna murder me
And I wonder if the lord ever heard of me
I need loot
So Im doing what I do
And dont say shit till you walk in my shoes
Now them same mothafuckas wanna murder me
And I wonder If the Lord ever heard of me (uh)
There was no other destiny to choose
I had nothin left to lose so Im singin nigga blues
[Verse 2: Russ]
Imma, heavy thinker, light smoker, henny drinker
Gotta gift, for the game,
Wrapped around my middle finger
No semi-circles in this DIEMON shit
Squares dont linger
Im your dudes favorite rapper,
And your bitches favorite singer
Its Jerry Springer in this hotel room,
Minus the violence
We questioning each other on some
Who what where and why shit
But back to the living out the dream or tryna find it
Fuck it I think I found it
Fuck that I know I found it
Yall old dudes aint new no more
Yall need a fountain
Yall be king of the hill motherfuckers
I got the mountain
Yall shoutin making commotion
Barely making a wave Ill make the ocean
And park my yacht on your property
With no apology for show boatin
And Ive met God a lot but Ive never met Jesus
Ive even met the Devil
And kicked it with her on some G shit
She showed me how to get to hell
I showed her how to leave it
And close that fucking door shut
As I walk towards my freedom (yah, do it)
[Hook: 2Pac]
Now them same motherfuckers wanna murder me
And I wonder if the lord ever heard of me
I need loot
So Im doing what I do
And dont say shit till you walk in my shoes
Now them same mothafuckas wanna murder me
And I wonder If the Lord ever heard of me (uh)
There was no other destiny to choose
I had nothin left to lose so Im singin nigga blues
[Bridge: Russ]
Dont get it fucked up you can still get dropped
Employees handing out fades to the boss
Im not saying that Im either one, nah
Im just saying that it can be done, oh oh oh oh
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