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C Murder Stressin

t want this chorus, all they want is murder They don't feel my pain, but they gon feel my presence [scratching] And I been stressing, since a adolescent [C-Murder

t want this chorus, all they want is murder They don't feel my pain, but they gon feel my presence [scratching] And I been stressing, since a adolescent [C-Murder

you're gettin' bored, baby Yeah, yeah, I.G, Ja Rule B. Brown Murder Inc. Def Jam, Sony This is what we buildin' here Classic shit Murder Inc. Ja, B. Brown, Murder

wanna hurt nobody, just kill off Illuminati Fuck the D.E.A. and the F.B.I. I.R.S. can kiss my ass, U.C.P.D., F.C.C. Y'all better quit too 'fore a nigga

conscience be screaming Z-Ro Murder Mo!, Murder Mo! And these snitch fellas on "How I'm Living" try snitchin' on "BET" But got a restraining order against "Murder I-N-C

downs, everybody sit down Sit down for a second, Mildred! Mildred, get yo' goddamn feet off the table (It's a Big E beat!) C'mon now, shit This is, this

room reckless, and get hit with new indictments Talkin' about old connects and new prices Stress'll take a young n****, give him an old face Or stress

how do we survive all this mess? East vs. West, this rap game Where words became flesh A whole pound of herb won't desolve my stress Still I ride

They, phoney funny But they don't know That I'm that ill type niggas that'll open that gut Not much luck I'm feelin skunk wit a capitol S Hit the cess Killed the stress