sir demi - murda lyrics
[verse 1: sir demi]
man, f-ck it! i’m coming back for destruction
stop it with the f-ck sh-t, learn just how to function
i be up and runnin’, prol’ly with the gumption
you ain’t cause that stuntin’, b-tch i’m the umph in
this game, i bring the pain, i bring the rain
stop with the lames, b-tch i learn how to slay
and i ain’t talkin’ santa clause, but if i am
then y’all can suck on santa’s b-lls and call him the man
the elephant in the room finally landed
the snake with venom in his fangs has started draftin’
but you b-tches should learn how to stop rappin’
’cause christmas ain’t looking so good for y’all this year, god dammit
striking thunder on opponents, i’m off to notice
what you got when you’re hopeless, i been off a notch but flowin’
got some pot with my woah’s in, so sit your b-tch -ss down
i’m givin’ y’all my roses, i’m back to take the crown
[hook: sir demi]
murk ’em! all i hear is..
murda’, murda’, murda’
murk ’em! all i hear is..
murda’, murda’, murda’
[verse 2: averice]
i murda’ the beat, one word at a time
get ready to watch heads spin on a dime
now this the f-cking rhyme i can get behind
a motherf-cking cycloptic cyclone that can’t rewind
i’m a stone cold k!lla’, one that plays in guerrilla
all camo’d out, setting sights, i scope ’em out
i guess it’s time to check out, can i get the check now?
i’m iced out but still i’m not vanilla
watch me sip this sunset sarsaparilla
while i have a raider come and k!ll ya’
you’ll be left with the fallout from this nuclear flow
god d-mn i can’t believe something so bold
y’all been stuck in the cold, i’ve been growing my dough
increasing tenfold, be prepared for a show
stage lights on, now watch me as i glow
y’all look stupid hating, i’ve always had the flow
now watch me take it and go
like vincent vangogh
[hook: sir demi]
murk ’em! all i hear is..
murda’, murda’, murda’
murk ’em! all i hear is..
murda’, murda’, murda’
[verse 3: trey kenna]
you simple minded idiots, i’m eye on the pyramid
i’m the why for the questioning, i’m the reason you’re hatin’ this
i’ll be in the corner with my pen and pad i ain’t fakin’ it
i’m made for this, i play with this, now i’m set on makin’ it
demi fund the funeral, averice call the relatives
start up the talking session, i walk up with my confession
who k!lled this n-gga? i did it! they’re gasping; both of your parents
he couldn’t handle my lyrics, i told ’em that he should fear ’em
he didn’t wanna listen so i speared him that’s my confession
he only took one percentage, imagine me at a hundred
we on this! a cipher coming! you don’t want it!
this game gon’ plummet, i found it in the dumpster with every single mumble rapper
i caused this making typhoons it, and the damage i’m causing gon’ make a fight roll in
murda scene make em bleed, but i’m leaving the place clean
no defeat, don’t f-ck with me!
[hook: sir demi]
murk ’em! all i hear is..
murda’, murda’, murda’
murk ’em! all i hear is..
murda’, murda’, murda’
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