Mothafuckin' murderer Mothafuckin' murderer Murdered my sister the only thing I'm trying to tell is to take it to that, nigga Get that mutherfucker what I tell myself Make that mutherfucka feel what Chell felt Heavenly father but your will to bring them tears to her eyes Fuck the fussing and the fights why she have to die Couldn't believe my, baby, to leave away from here so goddamn early I tried to tell her that nigga was bad news but she ain't heard me Fact was that she love this bitch But she found love on the graveyard shift And how many mutherfuckin' quick lift or spliff on the fifth Find my, baby, sister she ain't deserve that shit Nigga, you couldn't of nigga, you wouldn't Put your hand on a woman how could it be my sister Can't say I wouldn't miss her but I wouldn't forget cha Get that bitch for every time he hit, ya he gone pay for what he did, ya Murderer Mothafuckin' murderer Mothafuckin' murderer Mothafuckin' murderer Possessed that nigga that hurt her 100% Black Queen self every women Nigga, you lost your fuckin' life when you took hers From her you took her from her brothers And her baby, mother from her But after it's said and done your ass gone burn like it's summer Even a fuck 'bout a system, sister was your victim Fuck, he said, he did it what the fuck you mean you're being a victim Fuck him I'll get 'em be that nigga, to deal with him Cut him and split him reverse that feelin' Committed mutherfuckin' centuries under my ceilin' The paper said, lacerations to her what did the killin' But thats on my first born to make him my first blood Nigga, you took her from her fuckin' close friends and first cous' She would probably miss my partner she was cool With multiplied by the people she went to school With never the less rest my sweet sister I'm about to handle this business Get that thing and kiss ya, picture Heavenly father he done put me in that water But I got to get that bitch for what he did To my momma daughter Never dreamed he'd be the one to hurt her She died a bloody murder Murderer Mothafuckin' murderer Mothafuckin' murderer Mothafuckin' murderer Mothafuckin' murderer Into the tick-tock of the wee hour shit started to get sour She was killed by that fuckin' coward How could nothin' take so much and No more was uppin' no more huggin' But his conciense know the truth so he fucked up and Her memories was all that was left so to that I'm clutchin' She was taken out of your reach now you can't touch her Unfortunately also taken from us so we gotta suffer Dabalin' down to that last supper gotta hustle Feelin' my album shake the devil up reconstruct this motherfucka I never slowed down just throw it down like I know how Thought I do it like she would have wanted me to do it I still can't believe I lost her in the worst way She died wearin' my very first T-shirt on my birthday Now what the fuck I'm supposed to celebrate Would have celebrated if I caught his ass But I got in my bed and it's too late Everybody gotta roll they must play no hollerin' when to pray But this mutherfucka gotta pay There will be no reasonable excuse for what you've done Even ignored him when he started stealin' from me 'Cause them was crumbs A raindrop to a river, huh, a sinner to a Christian A holler to a whisper she was the sole reason That I got along which, ya, but I'm a never Heal from the scars of what you did to my sister Murderer Mothafuckin' murderer Mothafuckin' murderer Mothafuckin' murderer Mothafuckin' murderer Mothafuckin' murderer Mothafuckin' murderer © EMI APRIL MUSIC INC.; CYPHERCLEFF MUSIC PUBLISHING; MO-DOWN MUZIK; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com