The Gift (2001)

Bizzy Bone Lyrics

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Murdarah, Murdarah Murdarah, Murdarah Enemies please I keep my chest out believe me 700 laywers and they all actin greedy Money hungry strugglin while thuggin My baby momma complain I'm full wit pain Cigrettes tha tame enemies filled wit pain Itchy fingers while niggaz they snitched out And bitches inches from havin pussy poppers wit pistol switches Picture that I actually I'm happy daddy just don't understand I'm back on tha block wit chucks and my man And store my sexuality when all tha chickens where virgins (now) Rebellin in excursions wonderin if it be burnin up suburbans And my community we watch fights and it really don't bother me Sadamized by poverty Cause nobody think bout our babies Cause nobody thinkin bout our babies Yeaaaaa!!!!!!!! murdarah murdarah Yeaaaaa!!!!!!!! murdarah murdarah Heavily in tha drug thing And if they can stop saddam from sellin missiles How we satuated wit pistols they illegalize And tax which changed and mark my words They doin tha same thing wit cocaine And herb how we everyday handle well Jesus planted tha seeds and help ease lil boys and girls ease There minds and I ain't talkin bout smokin weed Tha word is all you need follow my lead I'm thorough I know wit different homies barrowed through different girls Have double barrow pro hammers And I sold crack to sherrell and blastin Got cleansed to save my selve and no turnin around cause tha ?????? Cause nobody cause no ones thinkin bout our babies Cause no ones thinkin bout our babies Yeaaaaa!!!!!!!! murdarah murdarah Yeaaaaa!!!!!!!! murdarah murdarah Here for tha babies and I'm takin my kids wit me See moses never made to tha promise land satan come get me He's ready to burn us all baptise is flames like kane Takin tha shot to my body can enemies aim for my brain Pray for tha devil hopin he change his ways he still laughin Screamin I don't know tha half but tell me wha tha fuck done happen I ain't worried bout a damn thing GOD got my back remember that And fuck me cause I'm on tha attack Can't waste my time wit these niggaz my brothers are just like me Makin a form wit tha image but I love to scrimmage wit tha team Believe in jesus indeed huh Gotta get more deeper concentrate on tha love Satan is gettin weaker no ones thinkin bout our babies no ones Thinkin bout our babies Yeaaaaa!!!!!!!! murdarah murdarah Yeaaaaa!!!!!!!! murdarah murdarah Yeaaaaa!!!!!!!! murdarah murdarah
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