house on fire Hang myself from the telephone wire Bomb the trade center And crash all the trains Murder by Millions and feast on their brains Bomb the trade center And crash all the trains Murder by Millions
Traduzione: Get Set Go. Murder By Milioni.
ll let them suckers know it's on for life Don't let the westside ride tonight (hahaha) Bad Boy murdered on Wax and killed Mess with me and get your caps
your bubble bear, coat Antidotes cause gunsmoke in Tokyo MC's dosey do your mics up in this rodeo My star roast em up by the thousands, millions, quadrillions
out the pen, real niggas might ? nice Made this hog get the brew Made me hit the weed Eatin' at the ho house Moms know a nigga kill Go to my room,
get going Cause my tech be blowing So hard it leaves vest and large intestines showing God I peeped you, go ahead and try to set it But don't act speedy
ride and get paid I plan to sell a hundred million records in four days Gangstas make the world go round But TRU niggas make gangsta shit go down We come
bout this terror dome, Leave your home accident prone, If you leave your strap at home go no further, Case is murder [Chorus: C-Loc & Master P] [C-
to get signed. Just a little something you should keep in mind: The labels are slave masters. Artists are slaves. Don't get too raunchy. They want you to behave. You get
like a glock When it comes to ass nigga, I get a whole lot I be the winner away, get ready step On your mark, get set, go, flow like a ? A whole lot
rest prepared to get gangrene All made out to be routine By politicians and magazines Saying 'we're gonna smash an evil regime' 'Evil regime, Saddam Hussein' And millions
unstable, set to explode foretold by the dead sea scrolls written in codes so if your message ain't shit, fuck the records you sold cuz if you go platinum
go real a dick or hips Slick bitch that's strict man, she can't get shit But she get trashed on the car hood by Hoodstock We got good stock and size
(feat. Cam'Ron & Juelz Santana) [Jim Jones] We set them presidents, to get them presidents Over the ones that are dead, we'll put guns to your head
down robbery suspect [Chorus: Larceny] Murder Onez to get the Fonz and fast to die young JM motherfucker, go get your guns Murder Onez to get the Fonz
pleading for pain Murder juices with my first producers In gestation of these exclusives leave you heathen steaming green mucus Atrocities hit and stop ya nine bodily systems You'll get
Let's set up shop on the block now, takin over yo' tip Even if we gotta slang dubs Go to war because I love blood, with a Queen by my side Whatchu know