Murderah Lyrics - The Gift - Bizzy Bone

Murdarah, Murdarah 

Murdarah, Murdarah 

Enemies please I keep my chest out believe me 

700 laywers and they all actin greedy 

Money hungry strugglin while thuggin 

My baby momma complain I'm full wit pain 

Cigrettes tha tame enemies filled wit pain 

Itchy fingers while niggaz they snitched out 

And bitches inches from havin pussy poppers wit pistol switches 

Picture that 

I actually I'm happy daddy just don't understand 

I'm back on tha block wit chucks and my man 

And store my sexuality when all tha chickens where virgins (now) 

Rebellin in excursions wonderin if it be burnin up suburbans 

And my community we watch fights and it really don't bother me 

Sadamized by poverty 

Cause nobody think bout our babies 

Cause nobody thinkin bout our babies 

Yeaaaaa!!!!!!!! murdarah murdarah 

Yeaaaaa!!!!!!!! murdarah murdarah 

Heavily in tha drug thing 

And if they can stop saddam from sellin missiles 

How we satuated wit pistols they illegalize 

And tax which changed and mark my words 

They doin tha same thing wit cocaine 

And herb how we everyday handle well 

Jesus planted tha seeds and help ease lil boys and girls ease 

There minds and I ain't talkin bout smokin weed 

Tha word is all you need follow my lead 

I'm thorough I know wit different homies barrowed through different girls 

Have double barrow pro hammers 

And I sold crack to sherrell and blastin 

Got cleansed to save my selve and no turnin around cause tha ?????? 

Cause nobody cause no ones thinkin bout our babies 

Cause no ones thinkin bout our babies 

Yeaaaaa!!!!!!!! murdarah murdarah 

Yeaaaaa!!!!!!!! murdarah murdarah 

Here for tha babies and I'm takin my kids wit me 

See moses never made to tha promise land satan come get me 

He's ready to burn us all baptise is flames like kane 

Takin tha shot to my body can enemies aim for my brain 

Pray for tha devil hopin he change his ways he still laughin 

Screamin I don't know tha half but tell me wha tha fuck done happen 

I ain't worried bout a damn thing GOD got my back remember that 

And fuck me cause I'm on tha attack 

Can't waste my time wit these niggaz my brothers are just like me 

Makin a form wit tha image but I love to scrimmage wit tha team 

Believe in jesus indeed huh 

Gotta get more deeper concentrate on tha love 

Satan is gettin weaker no ones thinkin bout our babies no ones 

Thinkin bout our babies 

Yeaaaaa!!!!!!!! murdarah murdarah 

Yeaaaaa!!!!!!!! murdarah murdarah 

Yeaaaaa!!!!!!!! murdarah murdarah