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Felt
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Deathmurdermayhem
[Chorus]
Death, murder, and mayhem Push me to the brink and they got me debating Death, murder, and mayhem Now I want to go outside and paint the pavement
Death, murder, and mayhem Push me to the brink and they got me debating Death, murder, and mayhem Now I want to go outside and paint the pavement
[Verse 1]
I heard my hood was a joke to y'all I used to think about smoking y'all Late night in my crib playing Dreamcast Nine cocked back, all black with a skimask Talking shit like I wasn't gonna hear you Stand across the street with the heat in the clear view Took my stories all make-believe Pushed to the front line then forced to take a leave ? 316 was made up, step your rap game down and your street game up Ever seen gunfire lighting up a staircase Ask the enemy how the gun look in their face It's so serious, you dudes listen to these rappers cause you're curious It's all real, only three basic principles Death, murder, mayhem, no one is invincible Or undefeated in the streets Hell I don't beef with MCs who get their ass beat All up on Youtube running their yap I ain't trying to get caught up with none of you cats That would be the end of so-called gangster rap Cause as soon as I call my gangsters it's a rap Lines like that is why gangster rap suck And that's word to the tears on the face of Young Buck
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I hate life cause I hate my boss I'd walk off the job, can't take the loss Paranoia that he might lay me off I promise to God someday he's gonna pay the cost I dream about killing sometimes Booze, weed, pills, nothing helps unwind I'm done trying to find sunshine I could be an Internet punchline by lunchtime They wanna overwork me They trying to hurt me but now I'm just bloodthirsty First we make him scream like a girlie Then gag him with a shirt sleeve and show him no mercy He's out of shape, I'm younger, I'm sturdy I ain't so early that I don't know how to carve a turkey Plus I'm clean, I can purchase a burnie And put a couple black eyed peas up in his fergie Attitude check or catch a wet rack The rug's a red mat cause he got fed the lead Ex-lax Leave you dead flat on your dead back And let your neighbour kids poke you with a stick like a dead cat Do it right with the human rights If for no other reason than losing life And maybe you should try to watch what you say Cause today just might not be your day, c'mon
[Outro]
Push me to the brink and they got me debating Death, murder, and mayhem Death, murder, and mayhem Push me to the brink and they got me debating Death, murder, and mayhem Push me to the brink and they got me debating Death, murder, and mayhem Now I want to go outside and paint the pavement Death, murder, and mayhem Push me to the brink and they got me debating Death, murder, and mayhem Now I want to go outside and paint the pavement
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