Murd3r Mind3d:
yall niggaz are carpetz u do nothin but get stepped on/
n since itz only two against mobz our weaponz been drawn/
sit there n get god i mean meet him wen i detonate all 8 bombz/
cuz im sicker den sadom pluz mixtape kidnapz den rapez ya momz/
while im cheerin him on, have no fear/
we da mutha fuckin heroz in diz dead atmosphere/
murd3r mind3d'z mixtape over shadowz da day break/
n leave yall in da past like ur hitz neva get air play/
cuz itz a war, n diz our battle-field/
im da reason 4 morguez, now u know how cattle-feel/
get a bullet moved nextdoor 2 ur grill/
howdy neighbor aloud us ta introduce ourselfz meet conquer n kill/
pluz i neva display joy til i destroyed or knocked ova buildingz/
oh boy we'z killing more emceez den injuryz from lil children hurtin their feelingz/
Mixtape:
we spittin a sicka death than if AIDS was in your breath,
like takin that chronical meth you trippin over our step,
we soldiers that lock -n- load ya shakin like ya cold,
man that look in your eye is priceless ya gonna fold man,
then we gon rip you up now you the enemy the fin ta be,
killin souls a hundred times like the legs of a cenipede,
we crawlin behind ya lines we burnin the very minds,
that diss our clique with grips they bread -n- butter mine,
Murd3r holdin ya neck while i trigger the tech,
my two fingers address like im smokin a rette, (cigarette)
we a two man army we invadin the UnderGrounD,
takin by storm this forum writtin the lyrics found,
you see ya boys are proppin the murders caused,
mix they minds with a tape of murder flaws....
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