Kronik J - "Murder Ft. The God" |
always bless you with a new joint, i need a place to lay low bro cause this **** is murder notorious, crush and demolish, pistol made notorious call me chris wallace, got that **** polished, shine and gleem, spittin bullets through the rhythm of rhymin scheme, cant neglect it, repspect it, mother ****, im still gettin paid always bless you with a new joint, i need a place to lay low bro cause this **** is murder comin with that heat need some money right on the treat, aint no halloween this aint no hallows eve, this is that makin out these instrumentals we bring, infidelity definitely seen what im reppin im a rebel on a track that i dont sing on, just a cling on, with a ring on, married to the game like a phene on some spleen splittin leon, lion freon this aint this is neon, be on intice my buck a struggle nother dollar i dotn give a **** runnin for a higher way i can ball but fal and never give up, **** that trust i never give up my sums, earn you bucks like its tums take yo antiseptic, take it all in one |