Murder On My Mind

[Intro: Bizzy Bone (DJ Paul)] You already know Bone Thug is in the building (Da Mafia 6ix up in here) Put your motherfucking lighters in the air (Yeah) Fully automatic bitch I put a bullet in your head (It's bout to go down, the world been waitin on this) (Mafia 6, Bone, SpaceGhostPurrp, J-Green, let's go) [Bridge: SpaceGhostPurrp] Murder on my fucking mind, I think about it all the time Murder on my fucking mind, I think about it all the time [Hook x2: SpaceGhostPurrp] Gone up off that shit my nigga, don't you know I'm fucked up? Run up on you with that nine, I don't fuck with bustas Gone up off that shit my nigga, don't you know I'm fucked up? Run up on you with that nine, I don't fuck with bustas [Verse 1: DJ Paul] I got Glocks, Tec-9s Shoot you in your motherfucking face These haters better run Cause I'm gunning automatic with a extra clip on my waist These niggas bout to beat it Chop 'em with the choppa, get the chalk up in the body bag Body bag, body bag, we some hood niggas, we ain't got a body bag Put his ass in a motherfucking glad bag To be honest I'm really glad his ass dead Bout to go and do the same to his mom and dad Ring the door bell, like I got somethin' to tell Soon as he answers send their ass straight to hell They ain't had shit to do with it, oh well! But bitch shoot up your jaws that ain't fucking tell If I'm mad at one than I'm grabbing my gun And a motherfuckin body gon' be there [Hook] [Verse 2: Bizzy Bone] Half of these niggas they don't put in any rhyme Laugh at these niggas, they don't put in any time Put a foot up in yo ass, I put a gun in every line Fully automatic stepping to the static every time Take you niggas every time, subliminal the criminal When everybody dies, see the spirit [?] If the spirit should be mine, I'mma fight up in this mothafucka Walk it in this mothafucka, killing every enemy I see Gimme my nine, hit 'em with the kinda little bullets that'll duck you from the bridges to the pond [?] fence to the zig zag line Get tense, I'm relentless, I put a bullet in his mind Not a bully but I'm tough from the grit and the grime Niggas slick, niggas slime, niggas crip, they can die With a kill switch, kill shit, how you wanna deal with it? Elevator, come in that motherfucker, for real nigga [Hook] [Verse 3: Gangsta Boo] Bitches better duck from the buck Another double barreled pump plus a trunk for a nigga that'll slip Niggas know the business when I'm all in Memphis Never love a rookie sucker, take a nigga trip when I rip Ain't that right? Skinny Pimp told you hoes before Crazy as a motherfucker, nigga ye ain't know? You better ask the last fuck [?] I catch a charge, kickin' her down, yeah straight through the floor Kill, first forty-eight all up in my mind Six six six, see it all up in the sky SpaceGhostPurrp all black on with the mask on You can tell a killer lookin' in his eyes Mafia Six with the Evil shit Burn a nigga body, drop it in a ditch Ain't no way you can win when the devil walks in Devil's daughter yeah I'm up in this bitch [Verse 4: Koopsta Knicca] Please don't worry [?] Make yo bitch gone [?] slow Make this to a murder plot We back up in the hood then fuck yo God Pray to the faith [?] well Got me [?] Hitlist, Nigel, Lucifer, Satan Who got to kill you bitches Christian shizzit breaks my heart Come lookin' the stars then I'm breakin to someones house [Verse 5: Krayzie Bone] Money owed, so it's murder on my mind Finger itchin' on the trigger of my nine millimeter I'm a killer if the murder make me richer You'll for certain be the victim if it make a nigga skrilla, gorilla Hit you with the guerrilla crimes I haven't ever really been a friend of mine Hustle hard through the fall, spring, summer, winter time Sip a lotta Henn', hit the weed, sniff a line Now I'm ready, let's go Now I'm on my Superman grind Money burstin' out tha pocket so my heater, may it shine But let's face it, every time a nigga made it You got the jealous tryna to take it So you gotta sucker shake it, shake 'em off Finna stay strapped you may have to break a bone Wanna play Bone? Somebody gotta pay the cost Gotta get mine, I can't afford to take a loss Even if that means it's murder [?] on the scene [?] build a fire at the party, everybody can bleed They can die, they can die They can die, they can die, die It's like I been 'em and put venom in 'em And then I'm on a nigga, kill 'em till I'm finished wit 'em Finished wit 'em One for the gun, two for redrum, murder Three, see them bleed Four, never coming back no more, more, more He dead, he dead, he dead He never coming back no more, more, more This is your life, we will not let you breathe no more RedruM, redruM, redruM RedruM, redruM, redruM [Outro: DJ Paul] Six hundred and sixty six, six hundred and sixty six Six hundred and 666, six hundred and 666 (x2)