Tairrie B - Murder She Wrote lyrics

[Tairrie B] I'm ready... [Hook] A magnum is microphone, murdering emcees A magnum is microphone, murdering emcees A magnum is microphone, murdering emcees Murder She Wrote [Verse 1: Tairrie B] Steadily, I approach a s**er strapped with my medley Them not knowing that I'm beautiful but deadly Remove the pen from my pocket Take the mic, plug it in the socket Proceed to rock it, no need to stop it If the beat is dope, Quincy D' ll drop it For the blonde bombshell from hell And if you call me a devil... well, I'm Italian But if you want to step and get wild I'll take your a** out mafia style 9 millimeters of rhyme on the charts with a bullet Got my finger on the trigger, then they pull it For being controversial, not commercial, I'm down Jack to the sound of the underground I got the gat on the strap, you on the scope Gunnin' the rap called Murder She Wrote [Hook] A magnum is microphone, murdering emcees A magnum is microphone, murdering emcees A magnum is microphone, murdering emcees Murder She Wrote [Verse 2: Tairrie B] My ball pen is my weapon Loaded with knowledge, my lyrics are stepping Better yet kept in my mind and to find the key You gotta rewind or talk to me No idol threats intended just straight up fact Like the management company that stands in back Of this woman is a**uming that the girl ain't down Will lead you to the label which reads Comptown Not brown or black, as a matter of fact, I'm white So believe the hype Deep sixin' the mix, Quincy D he kicks The ba** as they open the case But there ain't no witness, you can't get with this And if you try, you'll end in my hitlist So guess the rest, press can quote Dead on arrival for Murder She Wrote [Hook] A magnum is microphone, murdering emcees A magnum is microphone, murdering emcees A magnum is microphone, murdering emcees Murder She Wrote [Verse 3: Tairrie B] A low profile, that's the style My set don't sweat, no need to get wild When it comes to violence I'm down for the crime No silencer on this rhyme Homicide recital, the title is murder If you pointing a finger, then you heard her The lips are red, pen packing lead Not soft coming off from the top of my head You're better off dead then to try and get raw I'm the gangster's moll, above the law Yeah I said it, want to make some of it Go ahead step up, the crowd will love it And you'll be played like a snitch We'll introduced to a ruthless b**h So on that note, here's one last quote Case closed and that's all she wrote [Hook] A magnum is microphone, murdering emcees A magnum is microphone, murdering emcees A magnum is microphone, murdering emcees Murder She Wrote Rest in peace Murder She Wrote is brought to you by The Quincy D Sound Lab And of course the rest of the Comptown posse