(Dun Dun? Traxster?)
Kill 'em all...Uh...Come on niggaz...Uh...Yeah
You don't want no static, maggot
Cuz once I point the automatic, at it
Your brain gon' get splattered, faggots
So have it your way
You got an issue with me, it's okay
But if you disrespect me nigga,
mothafuckaz gon' pay
My mothafuckaz don't play,
this some serious shit
And we murder mothafuckaz we get furious with
The theory is this
Mob life, learn the rules
Fuck rap, we up straps and start burnin' fools
And you can turn with dudes that
got juice on the street
Well fuck chief, we can all
get loose with the heat
And fuck peace, fuck stars, fuck who's an elite
It's about whose blood ooze when
we meet, you cock biters

(AK-47)
I still knock bitches up off they back wheel,
So the ??
Harder than the bars of Stateville
Mothafucka flip crys and put
bitches on stay still
Drill a couple slugs through they grill
And take some bitch through Hayfield
Cuz I'll peel some hollow
points up in your shit
And I steal the slugs in broad
day, bitch guillotine
Knock off his shoulders, spit shit
Like spitin' ?? around your ??
Check out my murderous fashion
Enter the dragon, like Bruce Lee
??, I'm strapped with this uzi
I'm about to bloody up your ??
Act ill, AK, cell block one, Stateville

(AK-47 and ??)
Murda, murda
That's what I be yellin'
Murda, murda
That's what I be yellin'
Murda, murda
That's what I be yellin'
Murdaaaaa
Nigga, that's what I be yellin'

(Dun Dun? Traxster?)
I bet it all for the nation
Now I'm in the cell waitin' patient
Killed two niggaz, natural
life is what I'm facin'
Thinkin' of my son in my head while I'm pacin'
Two shanks in my shoe and four in my waist
That's for them big niggaz, I ain't ?? my ??
They be dead by the mornin'
'fore they go in the gates
Now I got another case and
I'm locked in the hole
No food for months, bed on the floor
A bitch nigga like you
couldn't walk in my shoes
My home is Stateville, cell block two nigga
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Murda, murda
That's what I be yellin'
Murda, murda
That's what I be yellin'
Murda, murda
That's what I be yellin'
Murdaaaaa
Nigga, that's what I be yellin'

(Belo)
I'm ??
So I catch you alone and rip up the carcass
And I wanna be heartless
But I'm locked down in this one
cell in the darkness
And regardless, I pick your
brains that remains when I
kill shit
?? ill shit, got glocks and a tattoo ??
I put that on wheel bitch
Better walk the line or chalk up your air time
I fuck up the whole block, kill yo'
mom ?? when I close shop
I need four glocks, go
straight through teflon, where
your teflon
It's murda, this is real shit
It's murda, when I kill shit
It's murda
Stateville, cell block three

Murda, murda
That's what I be yellin'
Murda, murda
That's what I be yellin'
Murda, murda
That's what I be yellin'
Murdaaaaa
Nigga, that's what I be yellin'

(NARD?)
I'm mentally dead when the bars
close and my mind is blank,
And I'm thinking murder him if he blink
A ??, ex-felony convict nigga
Appetite for destruction, bounty huntin' nigga
?? k-i-l-l or I'll be
Killin' mothafucka for this feelin' up in me
My muderous tactics is still in me
I'm feelin' rejected so I can't find peace
I'm in the middle of the ribs of
the belly of the beast
As soon as he vomit, I'm
released to the streets
How deep, deep, deeper than Einstein
(Deep,) deep, deeper than ??
Deep, deep, deeper than Atlantis
Stateville, cell block five

Murda, murda
That's what I be yellin'
Murda, murda
That's what I be yellin'
Murda, murda
That's what I be yellin'
Murdaaaaa
Nigga, that's what I be yellin'