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Murder World Lyrics

[Verse 1]

I'm having homicidal urges, visions of b***** money
Ain't nothing funny, a serpent sliding under the surface
I purchase diamonds and guns
Splurging on blackjack, cocaine, gold chains, and b****** is worthless
The essence of my habits is twisted and prolific
It's been predicted that I would die by my own biscuit
Amongst the wicked who take gambles for phone digits
It ain't a life worth living if you don't risk it
A moment till my atonement
Taking ownership for all the domes I split
Keep a sharpness believing everything impossible
Took the highway and caught beef with lots of you
So keep your black shades on when the villain shine
You kids been talking about a long time about killing mine
I'm too cagey, yous are half of my age
I still got the f****** hunger I had back in the days

[Hook]

Murder World, welcome to your death
After your afterlife I murder you again, laugh with the burner to your head
Support your local murder music, shoot that piece of s***
With the burner to it and the Cadillac swerving to it
Murder World, welcome to your death
After your afterlife I murder you again, laugh with the burner to your head
Support your local murder music, shoot that piece of s***
With the burner to it and the Cadillac swerving to it

[Verse 2]

Any sufficiently ? knowledge is indistinguishable from magic, rituals of madness
Follower the leader, copy this, watch me flip
Back to beef and rocking Tims and rocking more lo than Ralphies Kids
Catch a machete up your a** like Gaddafi did
Better yet catch that HIV like Liberace did, kid
The answer ? action is thought
Enemy line is like a landslide, an avalanche of corpse
Blizzard of ours, children of war, cities are gone
Missiles are launched, systems evolved, pistols are sparked
Out the mouth I speak murder s***
Like Jesus Malverde did, I put you to sleep permanent
Sleep with the trout, my homies fillet piranhas
You plan to spray llamas but you still gay like Dahmer
I'm c**a for life, French coats and a**ault rifles
Motorcycle snipers leave you with a s*** bag buying diapers
[Hook]

Murder World, welcome to your death
After your afterlife I murder you again, laugh with the burner to your head
Support your local murder music, shoot that piece of s***
With the burner to it and the Cadillac swerving to it

Murder World, welcome to your death
After your afterlife I murder you again, laugh with the burner to your head
Support your local murder music, shoot that piece of s***
With the burner to it and the Cadillac swerving to it
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