Murder on My Mind lyrics

[Intro: Bizzy Bone & DJ Paul]
Yeah! Yeah! You already know! Yessirr!
Bone Thug is in the building! Da Mafia 6ix up in here!
Put your motherf*cking lighters in the air! Yeah
Fully automatic b*tch I put a bullet in your head
It's bout to go down, the world been waitin' on this!
Mafia 6ix, Bone, SpaceGhostPurrp, JGRXXN, let's go!

[Bridge: SpaceGhostPurrp]
Murder on my f*cking mind, I think about it all the time
Murder on my f*cking mind, I think about it all the time

[Hook: SpaceGhostPurrp]
Gone up off that sh*t my n*gga, don't you know I'm f*cked up?
Run up on you with that nine, I don't f*ck with bustas
Gone up off that sh*t my n*gga, don't you know I'm f*cked up?
Run up on you with that nine, I don't f*ck with bustas
Gone up off that sh*t my n*gga, don't you know I'm f*cked up?
Run up on you with that nine, I don't f*ck with bustas
Gone up off that sh*t my n*gga, don't you know I'm f*cked up?
Run up on you with that nine, I don't f*ck with bustas

[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
I got Glocks, Tec-9's
Shoot you in your motherf*cking face
These haters better run
Cause I'm gunning automatic with a extra clip on my waist
These n*ggas 'bout to be waste
Chop 'em with the choppa and then we chop 'em in the body bag
Body bag, we some hood n*ggas, we ain't got a body bag
Put his ass in a motherf*cking Glad bag
To be honest I'm really glad his ass dead
'Bout to go and do the same to his mom and dad
Ring the door bell, like I got somethin' to tell
Soon as they answer send their ass straight to hell
They ain't had sh*t to do with it, oh well!
But b*tch shoot up your jaws that ain't f*cking tell
If I'm mad at one then I'm grabbing my gun
Ain't no motherf*ckin' body gon' be found
[Hook: SpaceGhostPurrp]
Gone up off that sh*t my n*gga, don't you know I'm f*cked up?
Run up on you with that nine, I don't f*ck with bustas
Gone up off that sh*t my n*gga, don't you know I'm f*cked up?
Run up on you with that nine, I don't f*ck with bustas
Gone up off that sh*t my n*gga, don't you know I'm f*cked up?
Run up on you with that nine, I don't f*ck with bustas
Gone up off that sh*t my n*gga, don't you know I'm f*cked up?
Run up on you with that nine, I don't f*ck with bustas

[Verse 2: Bizzy Bone]
Half of these n*ggas they don't put in any mind
Laugh at these n*ggas, they don't put in any time
Put a foot up in yo ass, I put a gun in every line
Fully automatic steppin' to the static every time
Take you n*ggas every time, subliminal the criminal
When everybody dies, see the spirit with his spine
If the spirit should be mine, I'mma fight up in this mothaf*cka
Riot in this mothaf*cka, killing every enemy I see
Gimme my nine, hit 'em with the kinda little bullets that'll duck you from the bridges to the pond
From the fence to the zig zag line
Get intense, I'm relentless, I put a bullet in his mind
Not a bully but I'm tough from the grit and the grime
n*ggas slick, n*ggas sly, n*ggas crip, they can die
With a kill switch, kill sh*t, how you wanna deal with it?
Elevated, come in that motherf*cker for real with it
[Hook: SpaceGhostPurrp]
Gone up off that sh*t my n*gga, don't you know I'm f*cked up?
Run up on you with that nine, I don't f*ck with bustas
Gone up off that sh*t my n*gga, don't you know I'm f*cked up?
Run up on you with that nine, I don't f*ck with bustas
Gone up off that sh*t my n*gga, don't you know I'm f*cked up?
Run up on you with that nine, I don't f*ck with bustas
Gone up off that sh*t my n*gga, don't you know I'm f*cked up?
Run up on you with that nine, I don't f*ck with bustas

[Verse 3: Gangsta Boo]
"b*tches better duck from the buckin' of the double barrel pump plus a trunk for a lemon that'll slip
n*ggas know the business when I'm all in Memphis, never love a rookie sucker, take a n*gga grip when I rip"
Ain't that right? Skinny Pimp told you hoes before
Crazy as a motherf*cker, n*gga you ain't know?
You better ask the last f*ck b*tch, did not catch a charge
Kickin' her down, yeah, straight through the floor
Kill, First 48 all up in my mind
666 - see it all up in the sky
SpaceGhostPurrp all black on with the mask on
You can tell a killer lookin' in his eyes
Mafia 6ix with the evil sh*t
Burn a n*gga body, drop it in a ditch
Ain't no way you can win when the devil walks in
Devil's Daughter, yeah I'm up in this b*tch!
[Verse 4: Koopsta Knicca]
Police don't gonna hear a pin drop
Make yo b*tch call [?]
Make this to a murder plot
We back up in that hoe again, f*ck yo God
Prayin' to your faith with yo Christ mane
Got me bored in the psychoward daily
Hitlist: Legion, Lucifer, Satan
Koop got to kill you b*tches, christian shizzit breaks my heart
Got him lookin' at stars then I'm robbing everything he owns

[Verse 5: Krayzie Bone]
Money owed, so it's murder on my mind
Finger itchin' on the trigger of my nine millimeter
I'm a killer if the murder make me richer
You'll for certain be the victim if it make a n*gga skrilla, gorilla
Hit you with the guerrilla crimes
I haven't ever really ever been a friend of mine
Hustle hard through the fall, spring, summer, winter time
Sip a lotta Henn', hit the weed, sniff a line
Now I'm ready, let's go
Now I'm on my Superman grind
Money burstin' out the pocket so my heater may shine
But let's face it, every time a n*gga made it
You got the jealous tryna to take it
So you gotta sucker shake it, shake 'em off
Finna stay strapped? You may have to break 'em off
Wanna play Bone? Somebody gotta pay the cost
Gotta get mine, I can't afford to take a loss
Even if that means it's murder when I come on the scene
And set fire at the party, everybody can bleed
They can die, they can die, they can die, they can die, die
It's like I bit 'em and put venom in 'em
And then I'm on a n*gga, kill 'em till I'm finished with 'em
Finished with 'em
One for the gun, two for redruM-Murder
Three, see them bleed
Four, never coming back no more, more, more
He dead, he dead, he dead
He never coming back no more, more, more
This is your life, we will not let you breathe no more, more, more
RedruM, redruM, redruM
RedruM, redruM, redruM

[Outro: DJ Paul]
Six hundred and sixty six, six hundred and sixty six
Six hundred and 666, six hundred and 666
Six hundred and 666, six hundred and 666
Six hundred and 666, six hundred and 666, yeah!