Texty:
Nature Murder For Hire

' for the chips when it's murder for hire. Verse 2: I got a knack for this Bodyin' shit, escape miraculous Exchange money for death, they can't tax the

nose Carving yo' staff or shire, rap for hire Niggaz is corny by nature - on top of that Niggaz arms is shorter than my nigga Vinnie from Naughty By Nature

ass for real I don't give a fuck about your feelings I'm down for the peelin', I'm down for the strippin' I got to be ready for the body dippin' down

kid room, board a?˜n' remedial education, And he calls me a murderer, and other wild accusations. Hell, I'd sue him for libel for implyin' that shit.

Certified classic 9-6, Street Dreams is blastin' And no way, they wanna hire assassins They still harassin' I'm so platinum, it's natural A niqqa is

stalked by Jim West On the humbly, y'all trying to come for me Sending chunks for me to join a gun for me Don't get it twisty I'll leave you laying with