Des Devious - Murda Murda lyrics

[Des Devious] Yeah, Des D n***a! Celph Titled, Crypt the Warchild Where you at n***a? Yeah! [Hook: Crypt the Warchild] This be that murda murda I shall not speak no further After this it's hazardous My n***as pullin' burners Your weak sh** don't concern us I see you gettin' nervous By accident, we make more moves than n***as make on purpose [Crypt the Warchild] This sh** is gettin' scary Y'all n***as best be wary My team is legendary Y'all n***as secondary We stackin' cemeteries More the merry, more to bury f** 'em all, f** the world Put em in a mortuary, and all I know is pain I walk through coldest rain I ain't supposed to change Cause I approach the game I'm tryin to coast the plane Y'all n***as know the name Warchild, Celph Titled, Des D Of course it slams, we too dangerous So move away from this, n***as will waive the fifth At you courageous kids I ain't no plagiarist This sh** is major biz So let the truth be told when I'm sayin' it [Hook: Crypt the Warchild] This be that murda murda I shall not speak no further After this it's hazardous My n***as pullin' burners Your weak sh** don't concern us I see you gettin' nervous By accident, we make more moves than n***as make on purpose [Des Devious] (Check it, yeah!) I do it for the hell of it Spit it, mix it, package it up For the sale of it Get profit for the sell of it The meanest n***a, this bullet is sixteen For props and cream Close the screen You plot, I scheme Competition take heed And listen build with henchmen Slander your name, damage is done For this rendition, walkin' the streets Kickin' your rocks, steady grippin Problem get solved, blink of an eye The fifth is livid Listen I ain't here to promote no violence, violence But that's what happen when motherf**ers can't keep it silent Bloody you up sharp-tipped d**h from a thousand I ain't grew up in housin' Did a lot of wilin' Robbin' n***as, that was my twist Slug it out in an instant If you was resistant I'm a predicate Never seen jail time for crimes I committed The Most High sees all, so still I'm repenting [Hook: Crypt the Warchild] This be that murda murda I shall not speak no further After this it's hazardous My n***as pullin' burners Your weak sh** don't concern us I see you gettin' nervous By accident, we make more moves than n***as make on purpose [Celph Titled] You'll see my face when I attack No ski-hat or a Jason mask No laser-beam gleam So you ain't seein' where I'm aimin' at Charles Manson clone Melting flesh like Indiana Jones It's Tampa's own, Titled the Toolman Bringin' hammers home (Yup!) And fame it's know me here Gats will k** ya And we'll bust inside your house like Michael Jackson's "Thriller" Caterpillar arm slasher flick, slash a b**h, distort a thug Separate the men from the women, like a divorce court judge I'm not a rapper I'm a rocker in a grunge band I'm supa' fly One hell of a helicopter stunt man (Yeah!) We'll make your guns jam And leave your forehead crammed With sharp swords that cut Boars Head ham And we're back! It's not +The Torture Papers+ (No!) We got more claws and razors (Yes!) A lot of Rambos, Commandos and Terminators (Uh-huh) You +Die Hard+ when I rhyme bars Roll an L with the same holy scroll that God's DNA's designed on [Hook: Crypt the Warchild] This be that murda murda I shall not speak no further After this it's hazardous My n***as pullin' burners Your weak sh** don't concern us I see you gettin' nervous By accident, we make more moves than n***as make on purpose