Murder Goes Down lyrics

by

Domo Genesis


[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Yo, big boy bars, little boy stopped
Infamous is my bread, go against this
When you get caught slippin' you gon’ cry like a b*tch
And I'ma wipe my knife, on your cheap outfit
You gon' need that bandana for your dome
I punish anybody tryin’ to run up on me, yo
You n*ggas is old, mentally, you washed up
Too much time in jail, too much time it took
To get it together and put some work out Gs
Lazy motherf*ckers, you don't deserve to eat
The future of my labor, I work like a slave hand
It come to survival, I'm savage like a caveman
I ain't gotta cheat you to beat you, I got this
I been had it, ask about me, you late, you been askin'
Who the kid been spittin' like banana clips
And got the whole Hip-Hop head attention

[Chorus: Prodigy]
My money gettin' up, my swag gettin' up
My paper look nice, my money gets up
And n*gga, I gets down
Murder, it goes down
My money gettin’ up, my swag gettin’ up
My paper look nice, my money gets up
And n*gga, I gets down
Infamous, it goes down, yeah
[Verse 2: Prodigy]
Big-big bank over here you just small fries
Reality rap while you tellin' more lies
The f*ck is goin’ on in these days in time?
These n*ggas is trippin', I'm sick with crazy rhymes
I'm ultra nice, I’m sixteen-ed up
I get loot bruh, my money is Supra
Magazine, word to Vanity Fair
Champagne with my tux on, James Bond
Stay calm while I remain ruthless
Stupid n*gga got his body all shottied up
He didn't think them bullets could just mindf*ck
Like some jack-rabbits, I got jack-hammers
These n*ggas tellin', had me in the slammers
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