It’s About to be a Murder lyrics

by

2Pac


[Intro]
Yea
Another day in the life
sh*t still ain't right
One time for your muhf*ckin mind, murda
Its either you or me dog
If I got anything to do with it
Its gonna be you motherf*cker

[Verse 1]
Yeah, another day in the life
Another penitentiary chance, another crime
Another dollar outta 5 pennies in a dime
Only thing I'm lackin is time and that ain't guaranteed
High speed on the highway, henny and hella weed
In my bloodstream , the drug scene is never ending
So f*ck them other n*ggas I ain't getting cheddar with them
Peep the mathematics, I clap em and paramedics get em
50 magazine and my 40 mean there's 11 in em
Now can you n*ggas comprehend that, live that
Duck shots from a gat, strategize get back
I think there's about to be a murder
Hop out the window, I'm at your temple with my burner
Never been a stranger to the gun play, bust that get away
I know that Imma have to pay on judgement day
Around my way n*ggas don't live to see their hair turn grey
I be excited if I make it to my next birthday
[Chorus]
Now can you feel that
Cuz this is really how it is where I live at
Be careful what you wishing for, you can get that
So get back, if the beef don't concern ya, i think its bout to be a murda
Now can you feel that
Cuz this is really how it is where I live at
Be careful what you wishin for, you can get that
I stay strapped, masked up all black with my burner
Cuz its bout to be a murda

[Verse 2]
I had to hit that n*gga first he was gonna murda me
I caught him with his homies had to murda all three
Of the b*tches he had wit him I did it properly
Take care of the snitches and witnesses that's the policy
We live by, real n*ggas kill by
Death is gettin closer when yo soldiers in the field die
n*gga whats the motive, money, paper, cheddar, green is the motivation
Zero tolerance for disrespect you get retaliation
O nation, I don't get a f*ck about them other n*ggas
Ready to make em say "he shot the f*ck up out them other n*ggas"
I'ma load up my k and handle my f*ckin business
Til the n*ggas kill me, god as my witness
I gotta a itchy trigga finga and the nuts of an elephant
Knock your stuffin out yo f*ckin muffin just for the hell of it
n*gga dont make me follow you to your residance
Im behind you with the burner, its been a murda
[Chorus]
Now can you feel that
Cuz this is really how it is where I live at
Be careful what you wishing for, you can get that
So get back, if the beef don't concern ya, i think its bout to be a murda
Now can you feel that
Cuz this is really how it is where I live at
Be careful what you wishin for, you can get that
I stay strapped, masked up all black with my burner
Cuz its bout to be a murda

[Outro x2]
b*tch n*ggas they get murda murda murda
Snitch n*ggas they'll get murda murda murda
Talkin that sh*t will get you murda murda murda
Bout that murda murda, its about to be a murda
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