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mystikal - murder 2 - dirty lyrics

[verse 1]
mothaf-ckin’ murderer
mothaf-ckin’ murderer
murdered my sister the only thing
i’m trying to tell is to take it to that, n-gga
get that m-th-rf-cker what i tell myself
make that m-th-rf-cka feel what ch-ll felt
heavenly father but your will to bring them tears to her eyes
f-ck the fussing and the fights why she have to die
couldn’t believe my, baby, to leave away from here so godd-mn early
i tried to tell her that n-gga was bad news but she ain’t heard me
fact was that she love this b-tch
but she found love on the graveyard shift
and how many m-th-rf-ckin’ quick lift or spliff on the fifth
find my, baby, sister she ain’t deserve that sh-t
n-gga, you couldn’t of n-gga, you wouldn’t
put your hand on a woman how could it be my sister
can’t say i wouldn’t miss her but i wouldn’t forget cha
get that b-tch for every time he hit, ya he gone pay for what he did, ya

[hook]
murderer
mothaf-ckin’ murderer
mothaf-ckin’ murderer
mothaf-ckin’ murderer

[verse 2]
possessed that n-gga that hurt her 100%
black queen self every women
n-gga, you lost your f-ckin’ life when you took hers
from her you took her from her brothers
and her baby, mother from her
but after it’s said and done your -ss gone burn like it’s summer
even a f-ck ’bout a system, sister was your victim
f-ck, he said, he did it what the f-ck you mean you’re being a victim
f-ck him i’ll get ’em be that n-gga, to deal with him
cut him and split him reverse that feelin’
committed m-th-rf-ckin’ centuries under my ceilin’
the paper said, lacerations to her what did the k!llin’
but thats on my first born to make him my first blood
n-gga, you took her from her f-ckin’ close friends and first cous’
she would probably miss my partner she was cool
with multiplied by the people she went to school
with never the less rest my sweet sister
i’m about to handle this business
get that thing and kiss ya, picture
heavenly father he done put me in that water
but i got to get that b-tch for what he did
to my momma daughter
never dreamed he’d be the one to hurt her
she died a bl–dy murder

[hook]
murderer
mothaf-ckin’ murderer
mothaf-ckin’ murderer
mothaf-ckin’ murderer
mothaf-ckin’ murderer

[verse 3]
into the tick-tock of the wee hour sh-t started to get sour
she was k!lled by that f-ckin’ coward
how could nothin’ take so much and
no more was uppin’ no more huggin’
but his conciense know the truth so he f-cked up and
her memories was all that was left so to that i’m clutchin’
she was taken out of your reach now you can’t touch her
unfortunately also taken from us so we gotta suffer
dabalin’ down to that last supper gotta hustle
feelin’ my album shake the devil up reconstruct this motherf-cka
i never slowed down just throw it down like i know how
thought i do it like she would have wanted me to do it
i still can’t believe i lost her in the worst way
she died wearin’ my very first t-shirt on my birthday
now what the f-ck i’m supposed to celebrate
would have celebrated if i caught his -ss
but i got in my bed and it’s too late
everybody gotta roll they must play no hollerin’ when to pray
but this m-th-rf-cka gotta pay
there will be no reasonable excuse for what you’ve done
even ignored him when he started stealin’ from me
cause them was crumbs
a raindrop to a river, huh, a sinner to a christian
a holler to a whisper she was the sole reason
that i got along which, ya, but i’m a never
heal from the scars of what you did to my sister

[hook]
murderer
mothaf-ckin’ murderer
mothaf-ckin’ murderer
mothaf-ckin’ murderer
mothaf-ckin’ murderer
mothaf-ckin’ murderer
mothaf-ckin’ murderer

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