Put a cross above the door Lay up the boards I'm on my way I'm comin' home I'm comin' home I'm comin' home I'm comin' home I'm comin' home
our ears I'm a soldier for fortune, I've got murderous plots Plus I'm suicidal, walkin' this parking lot With my dangerous thoughts, I'm a dangerous dude When I
one to quit I've always been the leader But I feel this world is like a b***h and I know I don't need her If I ever had this I never took the time to
a paper at the newsstand Walk by me, scream out, "somebody help this man" Not even life insurance helpin your fam, I'm takin that I'm from Yonkers motherfucker, where the murderers at Murderous
buffed and shined Untouchable when I'm fuckin' full of that nitrate wine That's when I bust on nineteen times and up 'cause I'm nuts, goin' out my mind
I'm ridin dirty With the heat in my hand Stay bumpin when I'm swervin All days to the curbin Wonderin why the bottle keeps turnin I'm creepin and
I got a problem with you bitches I'm about to handle nation business Knock off the witness so he can't witness vicious attitudes I'm fuckin at you dude I
niggas. Chorus [c-murder] I'm a mobb with my niggas forever I'm a mobb with my niggas forever [magic] I hope ya niggas feel me...... [c-murder] I'm a
a pearl white limo Don't wanna be your man, I'm your nigga Touch me here, I'll get bigger While I'm diggin' I'll get deep into your liver I'm game type
I'm guilty Show me a miracle, I'm hopeless, I'm chokin' off Marijuana smoke, with every toke it's like I'm losin' focus Fallin' to sleep while I'm at
'cause I'm blastin, we're fast when I seen (seen) fake ass OG's (OG'S). I'm ridin me (ridin me), Mo Thug is where I be, I'm down again So put'em up,
muthafuckin' Cleveland Terror Squad, muthafuckas [Flesh] I'm (comin') to get ya, comin' to serve a brother Me fo'-fo' show no one mercy But I'm off
' in the fuckin' morgue I gives a fuck when I creep I told you I was evil as a nigga when I'm lyin' by the devil 'sleep I let the slugs fly quick The
on yo ass, I'm gon' empty this clip Nigga, live by yo rep, 'cause we ain't takin' shit When I blast on yo ass, I'm gon' empty this clip Nigga, live
(called him slippin at his) home, minimum breathin on the phone Warnin sign to let you know I'm comin so you better be gone Wether ya run I be stoppin
county and I opt to the beat Now the cops keep watch, cause they know that I rap Tell the world that I'm a gangsta, cause I ride with a strap But I ain
undercover Another one 'cause I got Six got hung by the beast Looking for the golden feet With shackles lookin' to jackals Greenpeace to a ring to fill Death
playin ball up in them coke ways When I daydream, sometimes I gots to drink Close my eyes and then I see my fuckin brother again And when I wake up I'm hit by