Vārdi:
Wake The Murder One

Welcome how are you feeling today? What did you do yesterday? Another life slipped away Howcome murder one is all you think of Is that all you dream

of blood Naked bitches, dead nigga's ghost, Feds with toast Knockin' my door down sweat poor down my body Roast from the heat so I soak my sheets Wake

known to get ill We carried heat for protection but not to kill We bust a corner doin 60 one police car spun And all I was thinkin was murder one Bust

tonight to murder things We gonna leave this bitch tonight a murder scene In black from head to toe we murder clean Do you know the name of the click that murder

first place If all I saw was gangsters comin? up as a youngster Pussy and money the only language I clung ta Claim ta, I bought myself up to become one

see Comin' forth to carry me home Listen to my battle cry My battle cry Listen to my battle cry My battle cry One, two look at the telly They drew

be facing, smuggled in dope in small towns blazing, at the niggas who insisted resistance, left out sivalized but came back trippin, with nines spittin but mine hit em, that was his wake

so unsanitary my heater is in a corner Diamonds always exposed I roll with that Arizona Heater be hibernating come wake it up if you wanna Doctor resuscitating to wake

by my side I'm like what the f*** you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me Lorna died It f***ed me up so much I couldn't even go to the wake But if her family