Turn me up
Now I gotta murder da` murder ta` get away
The eyes gotta peer now the fool`s gotta pay
And if they pay then they pay with they life
So watch another man try to hold on to his life
Cause` I keep lookin` and huntin` just like a lion
Let the s*cka` know that it`s them that be dyin`
I show no remorse to the source of the tales
And if they tell then the hungry better battle
Aw I keep it comin` and comin` across the table
And if I miss, I never miss, cuz Im able
I`m lookin` forward and I`m lookin` over my shoulder
And I`ll make a simple sin to make the bonus
But I`ll never bless the rest, so never cease
I`ll do a motherf**ker with this restin` piece
Cause` what they saw they never seen or even heard of
And if they live, it`s just another body murdered....
.....another body murdered....
I`m makin` deals for deals that make a kill
And anyone looking gonna` get that ass killed
I`m livin` like a criminal and criminal I be
And I`m respected in the hood like a `G`
But if they think I`m blasted then they gone
I`m takin` off they`re head with a motherf**kin` chrome
I gotta pay the play the pay ta` get crooked
And I ain`t `BOO` til` I dump another fool
I see the fool runnin` and runnin` but where they goin` ?
Had to witness my murder now they knowin`
What they blast so blast so at the pad
I`ll have the thing fixed...My life was goin` in a flash....If I went to say
---- that`d be my ass
Searching for these fools while stepping cross the squares
Cause they can`t hide and hide and that`s real
And what you just witnessed with your eyes got ta` kill....
.....another body murdered.....
Bang your head to this....Turn me up!....another body murdered
(Once again, Mr. Patton)
...Faith No More....
I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered, ehh...Boo-Yaa
I have to get it together to watch a body get murdered
Bang your head...come on...Bang your head....
....Bang your head.......Bang you head to this....
I see a fool an` I try an` test the fool
I testify that the fool will have to lose
Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. gotta keep it low
Cause the brother that was shot with my motherf**kin Uz..ooooh...
As I bail with my head up
Round they crowd someone kicks my luck and then I get up
All these busters on my trail
Well they get where I`m at, but the fail cause` they can`t bail
I keep bailin` I been stickin` my sh*t ever since they`ve had me jailed in
But it ain`t all about servin` time...
It`s about breakin` down the verd(ict) and servin` mine....
Another pass or passive
You wanta` play it by the Ridd did the king start blastin`
All these fools goin` up they sigh
They try to test mine
They never get to know why
Oooh how long can you live when a gangster like the Ridd keep smokin` that
Bang your head to this...
Turn me up.....I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered..ehh
Faith No More......I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered
Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.....Murder well I won...