LL COOL J - Murdergram Deux (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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LL COOL J - Murdergram Deux (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Do you remember first time you
heard the legend in leather?
The career ender with the road-
killer stuck to his fender
I'm on another bender,
drunk off the power
That make a coward surrender
as I devour contenders
Talkin' foul of whoever, your
head is 'bout to get severed
Then I bounce it with pleasure,
I'm pouring out Amaretto
Homies, I won't forgеt 'em, so
tap the bottle and pour it
Supermodels I ignore 'em,
later on it's like porn
Reincarnation of the Ripper, I give
stitches and chest zippers
Cinderella's get propellered
out their glass slippers
Time is tickin', giving ass whoopin's
how we keep the cash flippin'
What? A supa-dupa switch up (What?)
I can't understand a single
word you're saying
I think you have syrup brain
'Bout to finish you like
polyurethane (Huh)
All that molly probably sure
to drain your spinal fluid
from your vertebrae
This the Murdergram and I
brought my murder game
My shit fire, that is why you
log on it like Duraflame
But as far as boulevards, I'm
talking 'bout Farmers like
insurance claims (Pff)
I just blew your girl away, but she
on so much blow and lean (What?)
I call that fucking ho Katrina, somebody
better give her a cane
And that's on everything (What?),
she love my heavy chain
My yellow diamond shining, got her
whipping like lemon meringue
Stripping in front of the gang, she's
slipping inside of the Range
Quick to go out with a bang, it's
like I threw out a grenade
Once you pull the pin, that's
when the killing will begin
You feel me pulling off your skin, I
really came to get it and deliver
Murdergrams, turn over your ambulance,
thirty bullets in advance
Candlelight and crying fans, we
gon' win it by a land-slide up
behind you, testing my rifle
Give blessings to my disciples,
professional I'm a sniper
Like eight miles away, me and
Marshall doing murders
With dirty burners, break them down
and melt them in the furnace
Unapologetic and we're gonna
cause a headache
Me and L about to set it, we
about to murdergram it
Anyone of y'all can get it, so
you might as well forget it
Either way you will regret it, cemetery’s
where you're headed
Come on! (Yeah)
The message in the chorus, you
bastards got nothing for us
The overlord is the rawest
I ain't talkin' 'bout a rental car
when I'm pullin' the Taurus
This Halloween them candy bars'll
get you killed in the forest
We are lyrically lawless,
stackin' money, hoarders
Slugs that make you forget all that
slick-ass shit that you thought of
Blow your mind with the sawed off
Just when you thought it was safe,
we bustin' at you from the Wraith
Then hittin' a donut, ain’t nothin'
sweet when we come in to play
When I say that you ain't
fuckin' with moi
I do not mean kisses blew, but
I got the potential to
Fuckin' flip when I'm mentioned
with a penchant to (What?)
Come back with a vengeance
like Jack the Ripper
To rip it, just givin' you a
sample, a fuckin' snippet (Snip
it), like scissors do
Now when I hit the booth, I
think of the days of old
when I was quick to fool
Used to fly off the handle like
a fuckin' witch's broom
I called it pluckin' flowers
'cause I was so quick to pick
a tool up (Click-click)
Like it's petunias, sick medulla,
but thanks to COOL J, he created
a monster (What? Yeah!)
Spaghetti sauce and mozzarella on
a tray full of pasta (What?)
You got a couple of motherfuckin'
trained killers on ya
(Trained kill-lasagna's)
And I'm just bein' as frank
as Sinatra (Haha)
When I be sayin' that I'ma keep this
shit gangster as mobsters (What?)
But when you got fanatics goin'
so crazy, they mob ya
Lookin' like organized crime because
you can't get 'em off ya (Mafia)
And all your motherfuckin' enemies,
they wanna off ya, like Hoffa
And dump your body in Lake
Minnetonka (Shhh)
That's how you know you fuckin' saw,
and you came, and you conquered
Veni, vidi, vici, stompin'
and makin' 'em bonkers
Now women treat me like B.D.
K. (Kane), the king, and they
feed me grapes (Yeah)
Either way, I got more on my plate than
an all you can eat buffet (Woo)
So better pick a B.C. date 'cause your
history is shady (Yeah, set)
As they 'bout to set it on you
like a TV tray (Haha, yup)
Man, I see the way people
say I'm so evil (What?)
They fuckin' think that Timothy McVeigh
and my DNA are exactly the same
But when I leave this game (Nope)
Things just ain't gonna
be the same (Nah)
But it's in need of change (Yeah),
and I'm the meter maid (Haha)
Go ahead and crack a bottle,
'cause this is E and J
Meaning me and James (Yeah)
Got that avocado and we the sociopaths
And we got your ho on our laps
And we're goin' back to Cali
so she can blow on our sax
Brang-brang, brr-brr-brr-
brrr, brr-brring
I don't think so
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